That's about when he'd realized that the thing had eyes. And it had been starting at him ever since. (Wasn't written by me. Part 1 of 'Of Cats and Kittens' on AO3 by Scavenge4Dreams.)

There had been four to begin with. Four tiny scraps of life, each as individual and special as they were innocent and helpless. Four tiny scraps of life in a cardboard box. (This was not written by me, I found it on AO3 and I had to put it on here. Originally by Scavenge4Dreams. Part 2 of 'Of Cats and Kittens'.)