Tom delighted by the new arrival moved in for a closer look. All four sound asleep under Tab 's watchful eyes. Unplanned but not unwanted. For the next few days, while Tom was no where to be seen, Tab was busy shuttling all four, one at a time from hideout to hideout. Has to be cool , dry and cosy and away from preying eyes . Once all four have had their fill and sound asleep, Tab would quietly tiptoe away for a moment or two. Swiftly she moved around looking for scaps to quell her hunger.
One night, Tab instinctively woke up, the smell of rain in the air. The drain will be flooded in no time. Quickly she grabbed one at a time by the mouth, off she went looking for a temperorily shelter. Hastily, she deposited 1st born under a covering.
Next morning, Tab was rudely woken by a *beep* just above her. Quick out of the hideout. One at a time she shuttled them away. To her horror, upon her 3rd trip back to the spot, laid in the middle of the parking lot little kitty in a pool of blood.