A stray cat hung around our house - especially since my wife and son kept feeding her.
We knew we need to "take care of her", and we even made an appointment at the clinic to have her spayed - but alas, we waited to long.
One day we discovered she'd had her babies right under our front porch. 3 kittens - 2 yellow, 1 black. The black one is kind of hard to see.
My family kept wanted to see them, so we'd sneak a peek through the slates of the deck. Well, Baby (our name for the mom) finally got tired of it and moved the kittens somewhere else. We haven't seen them again, but Baby keeps coming back to eat. I assume it will just be a matter of time before she brings them out for display.