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My cat Tiffany was a stray that showed up at our door one cold fall day. I told my two young boys not to feed her and maybe she would go away. This lasted about a day until we couldn’t ignore her anymore and fed her and she became a part of the family.
But Tiffany had a secret; she was pregnant and soon began to show. When she went into labor it was a Sunday and I was there to encourage her and pet her as she labored. She had two kittens then her labor stopped soon after I began to get ready for church.
We assumed that while we were gone to church she would have the remainder of her liter on her own. We were gone over 12 hours that day because we had been invited to friend’s homes after church, then back to church at night then performed errands after church.
We got home at 11PM and Tiffany had still not had the remainder of her liter. Two hours later she was in labor again and she started nesting herself in my lap. I kept putting her back in the box we had for her but she kept waking me up and insisting on sitting in my lap to have her labor and delivery.
After three times of going through this with her we figured she was determined to have the kittens in my lap so we got towels and I got a flashlight so my husband could sleep while the labor and delivery room was in action.
She proceeded to produce three more kittens. It was a very strange night. We kept one of the kittens, his name was Oreo and he just died a little over a year ago.
His Mommy Tiffany had died two years before him and we miss them both.