This is my first journal entry, and it's about death.
About a year ago, a stray around my house adopted my family. We named her Wednesday, after Wednesday Adams because she's a little strange.
About 2 months ago, she got outside while she was in heat, and well you can guess what happened.
Around 8pm yesterday, she went into labour. Her first kitten was tiny and had no fur, after 4 hours, it died. It was too premature to survive. After a long, and probably painful night for Wednesday, she gave birth to another three kittens. Two of them were too premature and didn't survive like the first, and one of them was a still born. It took hours for