Mew

It was the smell that gave them away. A very strong odour of cat floating over the school wall, leaking out of the field next door. Then it was the sound; a mew, a pitiful, heart grasping sound.

One kitten tumbled from the group fur ball, but it must have been too cold because the other two stumbled after it, and piled on top.

But these three moggies are feral cats. Very feral cats. The mother makes Boudica look like an Avon lady. What is it about evolution that has allowed something that could take your hand off look and sound so very cute.

It's is proof, I humbly submit, that cats will one day take over the earth. That's if they haven't already.