One day my family began hearing tiny kitten noises in our laundry room. We came to discover three baby kittens, after giving them a box with pillows and such, we heard small kitten noises coming from the tool shed. The mother had moved them after noting our interference, we chose not to intervene. Some days later, the mother of the three was hit by a car down the road and died. They were small enough to fit tow in your palm at the time. Our family bought a tiny kitten bottle and some tiny kitten formula, and took them in. We cared for them untill they were old enough, gave two away, and kept the third. We call her Kali, because of her caliconess.
Let me away from this boulder!
