I didn’t find a new home for Fluffy One (or is it Two?) quickly enough. Yesterday I thought it looked like she had had her kittens. But she looks so much like the other Fluffy, who was not so evidently pregnant, that I wasn’t sure which one I was looking at. But when I went to the bathroom this morning (in the wee hours of the morning when all is silent) I heard mewing from below. So she obviously crawled in under the trailer and found a safe place to have her kittens. C’est la vie!