We were feeding and taking care of a kitten who wasn't feral, had been abandoned in the street. We saw Bernard 3 or 4 times a day in our yard for months. Until BERNARD snuck her one tiny tiny kitten into our garage. So much for no cat law I had made. Our Vets were loving the story and even started calling Bernard "The Kitten who had a Kitten. " My wife was in a store, ran into one of the vet techs who called her husband over and said, "This is the lady I was telling you about". Husband turns my wide and said "THE KITTEN WHO HAD A KITTEN?" Smal part of a story that captivated my mom's entire Elder Living community for a year.