Kittens!

So the title may tell you Yippee but this story has NO Yippee. My cat on Sun. afternoon was having contractions on my lap, surprisingly. I had thought that maybe she wasn't going to have the kittens till tomorrow because of my moms baby and how she didn't have Penelope for EVER! Anyway this yucky mucky stuff was coming out of her so I thought fast and shoved her off my lap to help her find a place to have her babies. We didn't have a place ready for her because we had just found out 2 days ago that she was pregnant. While I was looking my siblings saw me outside. On Sun. we are not allowed outside so they opened the window and yelled at me to get my fanny inside. I told them through the window that the kittens where being born. Right when they where going to turn around to run outside I told them to stay up there because there ruckus could could scare the cat away. Of course someone has to only hear the kittens are being born. In this case it was Amzie. So I had to let them all out. After she had her first baby my mom found us outside and was REALLY mad. Amzie looked over at me and asked me through her face if we should tell my mom. I answered back N-O! She turned her face and told my mom anyway. My mom wasn't so mad now. She rushed outside and sure enough you could here that kitten screaming at the top of his lungs. The next day 5 kittens where safety born. 1 day after being born a strange thing happened. There where horse flies all around the kittens and mother. All of the kittens seemed fine, but they weren't. The next day 3 kittens had disappeared. We had just figured she was moving the kittens, but boy where we wrong! It had been hours and she still didn't move the other kittens. The other kittens had disappeared! We were all frantic. There were so many possibilities what could have happened to them. That night I had told my mom that there was a runt between the two kittens left there with there mother, and that it might die. she doubted it. So I went with it. The next day the runt that happened to be mine and the one I was talking about had died. I was horrified. The next day the cat had eaten all of the dead kitten's head except the head. She brought the head in the shed with the other kitten. My dad had found it and didn't tell us so that we wouldn't be even more sad. Paizlie unfortunately had heard about this told everyone and still sounded pretty cheerful because only hers was left alive. I decided I was going to bury the kitten head but I couldn't do it with everyone outside. So grandma made everyone go inside. Paizlie did not listen so I screamed at her then my dad came outside and I put my fists in the air and said get rid of her over and over while I was running toward the back of the house and the fence. My dad tried following me but he lost track of me and got scared because he couldn't find me. What I had done is I had jumped over the fence and ran to the front to grab a sharp metal stick to point at Paizlie to make her leave. My dad was outside though so I couldn't bury the head finally they all left and I buried the head in peace. Now today there is only one kitten left and he is wall eyed but a healthy kitten.