Five weeks back (on a Saturday) Leslie and I were trying to trap a very pregnant cat behind an elderly couples house. The people have a weird homemade shelter they put on the back deck for the cats, and it's very hard to see into it. I was putting a clean towel into it not realizing the cat we were trying to get had doubled around and gone back into the shelter. Next day she had given birth, and not in the shelter. For five weeks I/we were going back and forth trying to figure out where the mom cat had her litter hidden, and Sunday we finally were able to find them. She had the two remaining kittens under a piece of plywood that was lying on top of a cement slab about 8 feet away from the commuter line of the train! We lifted the board allowing mom to scramble out, and grabbed the gorgeous beige and white baby boy, and then netted the silver/white tabby brother who had crawled under the cement slab. Trapped mom, and I brought them back here where I have had a cage reserved for them. The bad news is both kittens are brain damaged, the beige baby can't even stand up. In another few weeks the babies would have tried following mom cat out, and they never would have made it across two sets of train tracks, and then up a very steep hill. through back yards, and then across a busy street. I am so torn as to what to do with the beige boy, though his brother is adoptable to the right home. Of course I'll try my best knowing that Eli was almost as bad off as this kitten, and I taught him how to stand, and balance himself. I don't know that this baby will ever be able to do as well. Both kittens heads bob up and down in slow motion...so sad to see. And all these weeks I've been worried about kids finding the kittens before we did. Mom sure had them in a secluded area...but thinking about what could have happened in a few weeks is dreadful. There's no way they could even climb over the train rails, and in the morning the trains run non-stop.
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