This rescue of the kittens living under the restaurant patio has truly been a team effort. I went Saturday to try to get them after finding a foster but no luck, so Cary, a fellow trapper I know, kindly agreed to go out on Sunday. Sunday morning she caught Freddie the orange kitten and the mom and Sunday night got Nutmeg, the tabby.
Now only the little black kitten remains, of course there was no sign of him last night. Connie has been holding them until Grace the foster can pick them up, and Ian is covering their initial vetting. These two and hopefully three soon, will now have a future thanks to everyone helping with their rescue.