Because that's how many WILD catlings I just found out have been living under our house. Old enough to be weaned and mama long gone, but still kittens. All three are grey tabbies with white socks, very pretty. But skittish. I guess mama had managed to force her way through one of the vent screens at the bottom of the house. And quietly! All this time we never heard any mewing at all.
Right now I'm plying them with
food and sweet words, trying to get them to trust me long enough to get
them over to the pound. I'm sure all they need is a little TLC, someone
will adopt them, they're cute. :)