This afternoon while working at my desk, I swore I heard kittens mewing. I got up and looked but didn’t didn’t see anything until I walked out and around the bank of boxwoods and saw Mom and three kittens dash under the bushes.
It’s a mixed marriage. Mom is a tabby and the kittens are a blend. Coincidently, when I went running errands today, I saw a larger tabby dart into a neighbor’s yard. I didn’t think too much of it until I heard all the mewing later.
Now I think I’m obligated to put out water or milk and call a cat rescue. There are so many coyote around, these kittens might not have much chance.
Dad was a no-show today. Sue the bastard for support!