From something that weighs maybe 4 ounces! We have a group of feral cats that resides near our building....and yup, it's spring, and we have our first litter. This is the hardest part of trying to control a cat colony; waiting till that magic moment when the kittens are old enough to take solid food, and being able to snatch them away from mama cat (usually only about 6 months old herself, and hissing mad). Get the little ones shots, wormed, and into good homes. Try to catch mama cat and get her spayed before she goes into heat again. :roll: Long story short....we got the last 2 kittens today and they are in a basket next to me here, and one of them is growling with all the ferocity his 5-week old self can muster. His button blue eyes are staring balefully up at me, daring me to pet him again (which he already likes, but he'd rather die than admit it). Looks like I get to babysit these 2 young uns over the weekend, and on Monday the nice woman who comes around to check on the cats, and takes in strays for adoption, will take them home for good. Whew! <<<<----- Odin here is in for a helluva time!