A True Tale About Some Kittens!

This is a true story although it happened to me some time ago.
When I lived out in the super-boonies of Illinois, on the willow tree rich shores of wind-blown Wonder Lake, I was very much alone indeed. One day as I came up the walk, approaching the front door of the lake house, in the weed strewn lot next door, a cat jumped up. Good jumper! She jumped very high and I could not have missed seeing her.
For several days thereafter she made sure I knew she was around. So I took her in; bought her cat food, milk - she was also a good eater! It turned out she was pregnant -- kittens coming! I called her "Boo-Boo Kitty" after the well known television cat. The kittens weren't due for several weeks, so that I got to know Boo-Boo Kitty very well. When I called her in from her nights out, since some neighbors might hear, I just called "Hey, cat!!" but in the house she was Boo-Boo Kitty.
The kittens were born. I left her alone for the birthing, as one is supposed to do.
The smallest, littlest cat that made it to life was all black with a terrible white spot on his face. I loved him and called him "Little Blackie". The strongest cat (The first able to climb out of the tall box I had moved them to) I called "Little "Wink", cause when I looked at him, he winked!
After several weeks, I placed a "Free kittens" ad, and soon they were all gone - all except now not-so-little "Wink" who I kept for several years. When the people came many with their young children, I gave the kittens away, one by one. Little Blackie was the first to go and I cried and cried.
Soon thereafter a peculiar thing happened. Boo-Boo climbed up to my face and gave me a big cat hug! Then she went out and sadly she never returned. (I did see her once on the cold gravel road, but that was many years later.)
I surmised what must have been the sequence of events: that before the day when she jumped so high, she had lived with some people; a family, probably with children. She had a litter of kittens in that house. The people then probably drowned the kittens! So - she wouldn't make that mistake again! I surmise then she moved in with me in the hope that the new kittens would have a good home. Excellent judgment on her part! Then when all but Wink were gone to good homes, she returned to the place she had lived, the place with the children.
And we all lived happily ever after!