Born April 21st 2021
For those unaware, it is prime birthing season for many animals, including the feral cats we take care of here at the farm (nature's farm). Several mommas have given birth but moved them as soon as they were aware that I was aware of their locations. I have been keeping tabs on several other mommas to be and when "Sweetie" did not show up for feeding time I figured she was busy.
When I went to the garage to feed the crew that stayed in there I saw what appeared to be a dead kitten in the grass. New mommas often have the first one wherever they are because they do not know better and while this one had been cleaned up and umbilical chord cut, it was stone cold so I put it on a chair to come back later and bury. Once inside the garage I heard the commotion coming from a cat condo I had prepared for just such an occasion. Four little dark ones were missing momma who fled when I can in.
I fed them then returned to the dead one. I've had this once or twice before so just for the heck of it, I put it inside my shirt to warm up. Sure enough, something started to move so I dropped everything, went inside to a space heater and started "cooking" it. Deb came down and wondered what I was up to and about that time the kitten moved again. After about 5 minutes on the rotisserie it started opening its mouth and moving the whole body.
A few more minutes and it started to squeak so it was time to try to see if I could add it back to the other ones. By this time momma had come back and who was it but Sweetie. Some other Momma would probably have ripped me open as I reached in to return the kitten but she was used to being close to me as I bent to put food in dishes, so she cut me a break. Hopefully she nuzzled the late arrival into the feeding frenzy that was going on.
Guess I will find out tomorrow.