I rescued one that turned into four within a month - Peaches was on the overhead bridge that connected my apartment building to the one across the parking lot. Our apartment was strictly no pets, so I knew it was unlikely that she belonged to any of my neighbors. There was a feral colony behind our building, and the night maanager said she had seen her amongst them. She was clearly not feral, though, as she had no fear of me and came right in my apartment with little coaxing. I let her stay and hid her from the property managers, but within a week she was back outside. Two months later, a few weeks before we were to move into our new house, she showed up again. We let her in again, and this time realized she was pregnant. So we made her stay inside and got caught and may have been evicted if it weren't for the fact that we had already given notice (I think, too, the owner's wife loved cats). Two days before we were to move, amidst all the packing boxes, Peaches gave birth to three wee ones, a boy tuxedo, a girl tuxedo, and a girl brown tabby. Of course, by the time they were old enough to leave their mom we were way too attached, so we still have all of them - Big Mac, Cookie and Pepper, as well as Peaches!
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