About a few weeks back, I found a stray black cat wondering around my house meowing out loud, so I walked outside and gave the cat food and water the black cat, and she happily took it. I asked my mom "Can we keep her/him?" and then she looked at me with a raised brow "No, unless she stays in the shed, so Dinky don't get all fussy about her." She said. So I took the cat into our shed and put a heater, a small bed, food and water, and left a couple of the windows open, every so often we let her out to embrace her freedom, so she can at least get outside and enjoy the weather. I named her Moonshine (Not alcohol.), but my older brother said we should call her Shadow, but I thought that was too original due to the fact of it being based on her pelts color. Soon after a few weeks, Moonshine started to look a little more bigger, and that's when we figured out that she was pregnant, my mom and I almost had a heart attack when we figured that out.
