Our cat story.
A neighbor moved and left their pregnant cat behind. She went feral really fast and wouldn't allow anyone near her. She nested in the empty backyard and gave birth to five kittens. My wife put food out in our backyard and the mom would come eat, then disappear back to her babies.
The cat's nest was just under shrubs. When rain and cold were predicted, my wife used old blankets and a cardboard box to build a nest next to the place she put the food on our back patio.
The next morning, through an open window, we hear a simultaneous thump-squeak. We checked the backyard. Nothing. We go back to watching TV, then we hear it again. "WTH is that?" Checked. Nothing.
The third time we heard it we both stood at the windows to the backyard to see if it would happen again. Sure enough, the mom appears at the top of the redwood fence separating our yard from the neighboor's with a kitten in her mouth. She opens her mouth, the kitten falls 6 feet, thump, squeak. Same for the 5th one. She then moved them into the nest my wife built.
Our daughters named the mom Mocha. They named the kittens Shadow, Patches, Pieces, Puzzle, and one name we can't remember. Puzzle and the nameless kitten got adopted. The rest stayed with us and lived happy lives as spayed outdoor cats.
Later, another large cat with dog-like devotion moved into our backyard. We named him Fuzzy.
They all lived happy lives. A couple even became lap cats when they ventured into the house. We're catless now, but my wife is starting to hint she wants a purring companion. I can't purr worth a crap. The Dodo YouTube channel is the absolute cause of my wife's desire due to heartwarming pet videos.