I gave up on Sophia and fed the kittens last night and again this morning, crying over the loss of their mother myself. Then an hour after this morning’s bottle, there she was at the door. My usually quiet cat, who mews politely for admission, was absolutely yowling at the door. Jospeh let her in and she ran for the place she’d left her kittens like a rocket, and I ran with equal urgency for the attic, whence I had moved the kittens for warmth. So the feline family is reunited, and for the moment all is well. And I am going back to sleep!