UPDATE!
we called THE ARK, with the no kill policy and they were filled, could not take the cats,
we called the vet back, they gave us the number to the town animal warden...he answered the call, asked matt the general area of where we live, and told matt he would check to see if they belong to one of our neighbors about a quarter to a half mile away that has a bunch of cats....and hung up! Matt didn't even get to give him our specific address so he could pick them up or the neighbor could come by??? So matt called back and left our address on his voice mail....the warden did not call back....so yesterday morning we called the warden again, and voice mail....we left another message....he never returned the call....
last night it got down to 30 degrees, i made a little tent for them with my umbrella cover over a small deck table, with an old blanket on the deck, but they did not sleep under there....when i woke this morning they were asleep, all wrapped around each other on a pillowed deck chair....they slept out in the open!!! Frost was every where, but they were fine....
This morning we called the vet again, telling them the warden never called back....she said it takes him a couple of days but gave us the number to the humane society, SPCA....we were about to call them and the warden knocked on the door! He went out back, with matt, the cats went right to him, thinking he was gonna feed them, he put them in a cage in his truck....
matt asked him what happens now....? he said he was bringing them to a cop in our 'sister' town, (who provides our town's police, fire protection, and high school)....that the cop keeps them for 7 days to see if any local claims them as lost or wants to adopt them....then he sends them to Bangor's animal shelter, which is the big city(about 30k population, second largest city in the state of Maine), somewhat near us....and they will then try to adopt them out....
I MISS THEM ALREADY....they were so cute....
yesderday when i opened the door to bring food out to them, the fluffy one jumped over my leg in to the house....my BIG 13 year old cat was behind the island in the kitchen, didn't know what was going on....i locked the storm door in the open position and jiggled the dry food on the plate to get the fluffy one back outside, he/she heard it, ran back out, but then the striped one ran inside, by that time my big ass cat got whiff of this one and screamed at the top of her lungs at it and swatted it....fur came flying....the striped one made it under the recliner with its butt and tail not making cover, my big catt just sat there screaming at the butt and tail....but did not continue swatting, thank goodness....i got between my big cat and the striped one, lifted the recliner and it ran out the door to join its sibling who was eating all the food!
my little cat, the stray, who is usually the attack dog....had jumped up on a chair and watched the whole thing go down....(she had gone through this crap with my big old cat, and figured my big cat would take care of the situation with the strange cats in the house, just fine)

