And then there were none...

We stopped by the house this morning to check on the kittens. There was only one in the crawl space, the chubby little light grey one. We feared Momma cat was tired of the ruckus and fearful of one of the contractor's Jack Russell terrier, Dotty, with whom she scrapped (and won) the day before and decided to move her babies to more peaceful territory. We left the little one for the morning, but by mid-afternoon she was gone and we assume her mother came back for her. I walked up and down the alley calling for her, but there's no sign of her. We hope she and the tiny ones are OK and found another safe space to live.