Here I go again. For the past year or so I have been feeding a feral cat that I named Princess, she is so pretty, a tiger strip tabby. She has been on her own for a long time and can never be a pet, its so sad, even though she waits for me at my kitchen door to feed her, she still hisses at me. This past fall I brought her an igloo so she would have shelter form the snow, ice, rain, wind, and cold, which she used. Well, last evening I went out to feed her dinner and there she was with her four babies, they look just like her, so sweet and tiny. I brought the igloo back out so she can keep her babies safe, we do have fox, snakes, racoons, and deer. In a few weeks, I'm going to try to catch them and take them to a cat rescue group, which I've used before, so they can find good homes for the babies, then trap mom and have her fixed.