I was doing my 90MPH mad dash this AM feeding etc. phone rings at 6:45...my friend Pat had a kitten brought into the store where she works...I dragged a brush through my hair, brushed my teeth, and went to get the baby...sex unknown right now. I settle the baby in, dash through the rest of morning stuff, and about to head out to work when I hear a squeak coming from my triple decker cage, that has 3 altered males, and an unknown sex cat trapped last Friday. Well lo-and behold...now I know the sex of cat #4! I had NO clue she was pregant She was giving birth as I was about to run out the door. The kitten squeaking was ice cold! I ran upstairs with the baby, and plunked it in with a mama who birthed 4 (5, but one died) on Sun. then off to work. Good thing I drove home to check between jobs, as there were 2 more ice cold babies that had fallen to the bottom section (onto lambswool bedding I threw in this AM). Mama was nestled into the nook created by the ramps to the top deck nursing a 4th baby. I had to drag out the males in there with her, and relocate them! I gave the upstairs mom a 6th baby, and left the surprise mama with the other 2. Whirlwind day so far. I guess it's a good thing I trapped her!