I called my brother today on the drive home from the big city to warn him that I-79 is teeming with cops in speed traps, and was informed that he had a day. Apparently he was in his yard and heard kittens, and discovered that a feral mom had given birth in his abandoned root cellar.
One of the little balls of fluff was wandering around:
Yes. Seth is shittier at taking pictures than me. After a little investigation, he found mom:
I like to think of myself as a somewhat decent judge of character, and I am here to tell you that that cat is not going ANYWHERE without blood being spilled. The End.
At any rate, Seth has called the rescue people, and they are going to come try to trap the mom and pick up the kids (there are at least three). Personally, I think he should keep them. I mean, they are free and delivered right there to you, what more could you want? Plus, you know what they say- “When god gives you cats you get litter boxes.” Or maybe I made that up.