About 2 and half years ago a cat showed up on our porch. Sweetest thing in the world. My wife falls in love. She would visit then disappear for a day or two, but it was starting to get real cold at night. My wife would let her inside and feed her and let her nap wherever then, when she wanted to leave, we'd let her leave and off she'd go.
One weekend she didn't show up at all and, being the worry wart that I am, started fearing the worst and preparing my wife to never see her again. A few days later she showed up and everything was fine, except now my wife wants to keep her and protect her. I told her if she's going to take her in she needs to make sure she doesn't belong to people. The next day she took her next door to the vet, conveniently enough, and found out she belongs to the family two doors down from us. My wife was devastated, I was bummed too, but she was a little angel how could she not have owners?
A little defeated, but still hopeful my wife talked with them and got their number. She came back in a much better mood. She said "they said we can't have her. ...But I've got a feeling"
All through February she kept coming back and it was business as usual. In march I noticed she had worm eggs in her butt, and that her belly was getting big. I thought maybe she was riddled with worms. My wife approached the neighbors again. She pointed out the worms, and her belly, pointed out the fact that she wasn't fixed. Once again told no.
Then April 12 2020 hit. I had just finished working over night and was sleeping like poop. I heard Kitty be invited in and could hear she was acting squirrely. My wife stepped outside to smoke and the cat started meowing. I called her to calm her down she came running onto the bed, she climbed in my dresser and started howling, climbed back out, jumped back onto the bed making the most scary-sad yell. Now I'm going off 3 hours of lousy sleep and I don't have my contacts in or glasses on. I'm trying to sleep. My wife comes in and is horrified. She does the gasp and hold her heart like she's looking at a murder. I realize what's happening. Kitty is giving birth! ...right there on our bed...
My wife is dead, and I'm trying to look up what we're supposed to do. That's when my wife, whose ghost finally returns to her body, decides to call up the owners. I could hear every word. "Hey, so the cat we've been talking about? Yeah she just had babies on our bed." *a beat*
She says "Okay, well, I'm at work and I can't do anything. We talked about it and you can just have her if you want. We're getting ready to move, and it might be easier if you took her." My wife, still adrenaline flowing is getting ready to argue, I pull her back to the task.
Kitty had 4 little babies that day.
Nia - is orange and lives with my sister.
James - is Tuxedo and lives with my wife's coworker.
Selina - is calico and lives with James.
Winifred - is tortie and lives with us. She's got a bum ticker, and is quite the character.