So there's this broken fountain thing lying around our front yard, one day my dad and I came back home and started hearing these high-pitched mews coming from over the corner, turns out there was a litter of baby kittens crammed in there.
Basically now way a full grown female would also be crammed in there, so studying the matter at hand further, I may oh had startled the mother hiding behind the bloody thing.
For all who are wondering, she moved them into this shed-like room we have under a pair of stairs and are chilling right there as of now.
Sadly all I can do to help is provide what I can, which is water, but atleast I'm doing something.
After all, a mother is the best chance of a kittens survival.
I've been scrolling up and down for a good ten minutes now, nothing's new, I'm like that creep down the street just waiting for something to pop up (In this example perhaps a lost child, but nvm couz I mean a notification either way...)
I'm telling you, the screeching of my mouse's scrolling wheel is getting to me. I'm slowly losing it, I need to get this sound out of my system...it's getting to me, I'm telling you.
I have another mouse by the bed, but I also want to listen to the screech...this is a real struggle...I didn't know I was getting this bored...