Cat dramaticals....

So...

One day this lovey cat shows up and we start feeding her and named her Stella then another shows up and we didn't pay it no attention, other than naming her Spottenfeffer, cause it was unfriendly as heck but chased off Stella to the backyard and we were really annoyed and my brother in law said it was because we had kittens under our front porch and we were like no way and he was like way and then on memorial day we looked down and found a cute cuddly little kitten under the porch that we immediately named “cute” because he was so cute and then out came his brothers, but they weren't as friendly but we were good and attached to them so we decided to keep them and name them the Feffer family after their mama, Spotenfeffer and Spot got all nice and decided she liked us and Stella went into labor but had a miscarriage and we felt super bad but she got pregnant again right away and so did Spot and the neighbors cat died and they wanted another one super bad right that minute and we wouldn't give them a kitten so we gave them Stella instead and told them she was pregnant and they could have her babies too but they brought her back the next day after Ashlee called them cat jackers, not really, but she did and they did and Stella had another miscarriage and then Spot got really fat and mean then this morning she wasn't fat or mean but there wasn't any babies to be found so we figured she had a miscarriage too until I got digging through the bushes and found this....

and it was breathing and wiggling and whimpering next to it's siblings lifeless bodies and I felt so bad for it so I picked it up into a towel and introduced it to the mama who was less than impressed and kept trying to eat the baby so we kicked her outside and wondered what to do with this poor dying, whimpering baby and then mama begged to be let back in the house where she picked up the baby and hauled it outside underneath the porch never to be heard from again until later when we heard massive little cries on the far side of the porch all the way from the front door so we got a flashlight and moved the grill and crawled on our hands and knees and looked under the porch and holy crap there's two baby kitties under here and we called the cute husband and said come quickly and save our babies but it was too late because the mama didn't want them anymore and they didn't stand a chance and weren't going to make it.

I only cried a little.

*sniff*

Rest in peace my Feffer family part 2.