Tudor is inside, in the playpen. I don't trust his mom. Last I checked, he was dozing off, again.

Once I'm done with the tomatoes I'll take him back outside to play with which EVER kittens are around.

It's not even noon and I'm restraining myself from pouring a glass of wine to reinforce me while I'm chopping, dicing and cooking. It's already been quite a full day!

at the idea of a kitty falling asleep on your neck. Might be nature's way of telling you to take a break.

Sounds like word's gotten around:

I suspect she dropped them off because she knows they are safe.

Hey, she had to go to work (hunting).

6, maybe 7. I've been able to socialize all but 2 of the kittens, and one is oh so slightly coming around. I want to get them in to a local rescue, as soon as they are big enough, for neutering (the 'bigger' kittens are all male). Catching the adults is proving difficult but I won't give up. There's a TNR class I can take in September that will get me a big discount on surgeries for the ferals. Like $25 instead of $40.

I also love the names you give them.

Hence names like Skittish, Scooter, Spooky, Lush, Bruiser, Mittens, Tabby. Once I started rescuing the kittens I switched to Welsh names.

You do a lot of work keeping up with so many kittys and we are lucky to see them.

It is a lot of work but it's far more fun. I've rescued 13 kittens, so far, and they all have homes. Some with me, some with friends.

Hopefully I can find more homes for the ones I've managed to socialize.