This Morning

Every morning when I go outside to start my car, my dog's sleeping right there outside the door and about 5 or so cats are hanging around the door.  They're always really noisy and they like to follow me to my car and back telling me, the whole time, how they're hungry.  One of these cats (a quieter one that typically avoids the comosion and hides back under the truck and lets the other cats tell me what's going on) was pregnant earlier and had recently given birth to her kittens but I haven't seen them.  My dad says he hears them in such and such a spot every now and then.  Anyway, this morning there was a little tiny kitten (like maybe 4 or 6 inches long) lying dead on the blanket that Bandit usually sleeps on.  So, that was about the first thing I saw this morning.  I stood there for several moments looking at it and then I noticed that none of the cats were really talking to me. They were all kind of just standing and sitting around looking at me or the kitten.  They were all quiet.  It was kind of surreal.  Then my dad picked up the kitten and put him in the trashcan.