tucked away against the furtherest wall of the seldom used bed in The Comedian's room.
And here is her brood:
24 hours old. Alone for the first time since birth - wildly independent, regardless of their current disability.
I don't know if she mewed all night. I don't know if she was in pain. I don't know how long it took. I don't know how much they weigh or measure. I do know there are five kittens. Five perfectly alive kittens.
What a miracle. Nature is miraculous.