Black cats were 50% off at the local shelter during the month of October. Audrey was in there, in dire need of rescue. She was emaciated and pregnant, and they wouldn't let me take her unless they aborted her litter, which I refused to allow. Putting a hold on her, I went and got a friend to come in and claim her as her lost cat. In the time it took for her to get there and free her, 5 kittens were born!
Sadly, Audrey developed kennel cough and all but one of the kits died before they were 2 weeks old. The survivor was Thom Cat, the strongest, most vocal of the bunch. I supplemented his feedings and he thrived and grew to be the happiest, gentlest cat I've ever owned. He is my son, and he knows it!