Well, all the kittens have new homes and mama cat came through surgery and
is back in the barn.
The kittens all purred and were friendly and cute and melted hearts.
One of the school counselors took Buddy and a brother they named Sylvester.
One of the teachers brought her little girl to pick out a kitten.  They took
Spitty, who turned out to be especially affectionate in spite of his spunky
attitude. He and the little girl just took to each right away and when she
touched him, he just purred his little heart out. They renamed him Lovey
before taking him home.
A student worker took the gray kitten she had already named Gracie (or maybe
Grayce as suggested).
The woman who had told the gal at the coffee drive-in that she wanted a
kitten took the other girl kitten.
The vet tech also got a kitten.
Mama cat is a wild one.  Christine said that she is huge for a female cat,
solid black, with evil yellow eyes. The eyes, I think, are understandable,
considering that she was in a trap.
Anyway, she was going under for the surgery, but the vet got a little
careless, and she managed to wake up enough to chomp down on his finger.
So, could we please have some purrs for the vet who was kind enough to offer
to spay for free this mother cat and got his finger chomped for his trouble?
I really hope he doesn't get a serious infection or anything.
Christine brought the cat home, in the trap, this evening.  The cat was
fully awake and doing fine.  Christine put her in the barn and tied the door
to the trap open so she could get out whenever she wanted. She also left
food and water and left mama cat alone so that she would be more likely to
stay in the barn where she felt at home, instead of running off.
I hope she will not have any complications.
Whew, what a week this has been.
Annie