I started this post yesterday but didn't finish till today.Sorry it's long and rambling.I've been feeding a colony for a few years now and the homeowner was really good about it. the elderly home owner used to feed them but unfortunately she had health and work troubles so we took over the daily feedings/occasional vet visits/spay&neutering and all. We were able to find homes for seven of them but new cats would always show up and also I think people would dump cats there too. The home has been foreclosed and very sad to say the lady tried to move as much of her stuff as possible but yesterday and today the bank( i guess) showed up and removed what all else was there. She lost a lot of her belongings. Anyway, that's the backstory. We still have 4 cats out there(originally was 17) and earlier I was going to go by there and see what was going on and also I have been trying to get them used to moving over across the street in a bamboo area until I can find them homes. Well today when i got there(on a very short work break ugh) a big yard and clean up crew was there tearing stuff up and removing the rest of her belongings. One of there workman went up to me an said HEY THERE"S SOME KITTIES BACK HERE(this as i was talking to another one about the cats there) and he showed me four tiny tiny tiny babies alive and lying in the dirt! It appears the previous crew took them out of whatever box the momma had them in. The yardman said more crew was coming with some riding mowers and may not see them but he didn't know where to put them. Of course I flew into a panic and had to walk the 6 blocks home super fast to get a box(didn't know from where!) and also a carrier to hope I can catch the mom. The yardman promised he would watch over the little babies until I got back. So off I went then back, took the babies, then back again with carrier! Toss in a sandal peeling my ankle, me being fat, plantar fasciitis and meds for a procedure today and you can see what fun ensued on my lunch break. Whew! and thats how i ended up with kittens in the kitchen. I will post a pic later and maybe someone can tell me how old they are. The eyes are still closed. I'm concerned about the mom nursing them enough, how would I know this?Later after work we got them situated and bought a big plastic drawer, lined it with new fluffy towels and the little family seems to like it. I also have a possible foster home for them in progress(fingers crossed as I have a tiny apartment and one pawed houseguest we rescued last year AND my own 3!