The winter kittens
I remember when I was small at my grandmother's home there were farm cats. My grandmother would say sometimes, "Karen, the mama cat has found some kittens." I would be thrilled, and I'd run outside to try and find them, whispering, "Here, kitty, kitty."
One cold, snowy winter night, it was time for the mama cat to find her kittens. Grandpaw had a birddog that he had outside in a dog house all fixed up with hay and blankets to keep warm. The next morning, Grandpa saw his dog sitting outside of the dog house in the cold, cold snow and wondered what could've happened. He looked closer, and nestled in the house was the mama cat and a brand new litter of baby kittens. He said he'd never seen anything like that before. It was almost as if the dog was guarding the mother and her kittens.