So much for that feeling of triumph and a good night's sleep. Jean called last night to say she heard meowing and saw a black and white kitten. Poor thing is all alone now, I feel terrible.
I just got back from trying to trap it but no luck, will try again at dusk. Suddenly I have way too much rescue stuff going on, other kittens to trap tomorrow, a cat to trap Sunday and hopefully some senior cats to help but I must get this last little one. Fingers crossed I get it later today.
UPDATE: Great news, at 5:30 tonight the little guy couldn't resist the lure of sardines and we caught him (or her). Surely that truly is the last kitten from that bunch. What a relief.