I have done everything I am physically able to do, to find and save the kittens. I have gone down day after day, many times two and three times, and sat and waited. All I ever saw was a well fed tabby. Because my eye surgery is fast approaching, I need to focus on that a little; also Precious, who is my number one priority right now. On my last and final journey down the path, to collect the dishes, I bid the kittens farewell, told them I loved them, and wished them well. ( I hope they never heard me.) I have a feeling, that with Momma gone, they ventured out on their own, possibly she was the reason they were hanging there. There are plenty of houses around, that the kittens could have gone to. I am hoping that is what they did.
I will never walk by the Corner Woods without a pang in my heart. I did what I could, I saved one life. Hopefully, this will inspire someone else to "save a life." I NEVER had any intentions of having more than two cats in the house, but one look at this tiny, bony, sick, girl and there was no doubt what the outcome would be. She went into the carrier so easily; she trusted me immediately. I love her so.