If you're interested, here's the whole story. There was more than one cat involved. They were three more roughly 6 month old "teenaged" little cats involved as well.
Long story, but I live out in the country on around 50 acres or so. Family land going back. Now, years ago, my grandmother who lived a bit down the road got to where she couldn't take care of herself in her house all alone, and so my father put in a small lot for a trailer nearby, where she would be right there. That lasted about a year, but she was soon too sick for that, and went to a nursing home.
We got rid of the trailer, but these newlyweds, who knew about the trailer lot (water, power, and septic tank) wanted to get a trailer and live there until they got established enough to buy a house. They lived there for a few years and then got a house. But.....they wanted to keep the trailer and rent it out for some extra income. And my father let them.
And that has gone on for close to 20 years. I swore I was going to tell them to get rid of it, but now that I'm in charge, I can't say no to the couple any more than my father could.
And so, that trailer has housed various people who come and go in a sub-let type of deal. The couple pays us the rent for the land for about year, and they rent it out (and for a lot more than we get....)
And that was where the above mother cat came from. The last bunch moved out, and abandoned her. I don't think they really cared for her much at all. Anyway, I had seen this cat over there. They move out, and I go over there to check things out.
I find three very skinny little kittens over there, who run under the trailer, along with this very pregnat mother cat, also in need of a meal. These were this mother cat's first litter, I presume.
They are scared to death and hungry. That was it, my heart was theirs.
So I run home and get a big ol' container full of cat food and some water and come back. They are hungry, crying, and smelling the food, but scared. I put it out on the back little deck built onto the trailer, then step back in the woods. They eat ravenously.
I call up the couple who own the trailer, and touch base -- yes, the previous tenants just moved out, they're looking for some new ones and will call me before anyone new moves in.
So about twice a day, I go over and feed them, and slowly gain their trust. They were two males and a little female, a tabby with white feet, a solid black for the males, and a black and white cutie for the female. The males soon let me pet and even hold them. The female keeps her distance. Oh, and mama is very friendly. None of them really like to be held, mama included, but they tolerate it. I move a little too quickly with the young female, and set back my advances a few days or so.
Mama was pregnant again obviously, and as I mentioned above, I was debating whether to just take her to the vet right then. But I didn't. I wanted to wait until they were completely in my trust. She had the kittens soon after somewhere in the woods around. She didn't have them around the trailer probably because of the previous kittens around. I don't know. But I'm glad she didn't after what happened.
Well, last Sunday, a new tenant moves in without warning -- the couple did not call me to tell (they were sorry but forgot, yada, yada). THe new tenant moves in with a big dog, *who has puppies* and sets up that mess of dogs right there and scatters my poor cats to the winds.
I'm a nice guy, and I tried to nicely tell him about the cats, but he didn't care (knowing I was his ultimate landlord, he did pretend -- this is just about the final straw with me, really, but I was worried about the cats).
Anyway, I had become quite attached to those little buggers and was worried sick. Where are they? Well, I managed to get all three kittens that night (took me until 2AM to get them all rounded up -- the little female was still scared of me, but she stuck with one of the others). I got them to my house. Now, I have two cats here now (both strays themselves), both male. They are both fixed, but one is very territorial and will throw a fit if a strange cat invades his territory. Had to keep him shut up the house, and he threw a fit about that.
The next day, I decided to move them to that shed I mentioned, which is ideal for cats. They didn't want to follow me. The two males would let me pick them up, so I carried them, and they seemed to understand they were to stay around the shed. I was hoping the little female would follow, but she didn't.
All alone, she was sort of getting wilder. I figured I'd made a mistake, and might need to bring the others back. But lo and behold, that night, well after sunset, about 11PM to be exact, she followed me down to that shed. Her two siblings were so happy to see her, and she was happy to see them. It was touching -- they butted heads, and licked each other, then ran around playing.
Now, the little buggers were okay, but there was Mama and her new kittens to worry about, and that's where it was when I posted this. Mama had come up to my house, running from the woods near that trailer to be fed for several days, and I was wondering how to get her and the kittens over.
But, as I found today, Mama figured it out herself, and moved over on her own. I was surprised she would move the kittens that far, but she apparently did. They're not in the shed (and least that I can tell), but she's got them somewhere around I'm sure.
So all is well.