The feral cats probably enjoyed the pleasant night, too, not to mention the clear sky. They've had to endure a lot of cold and rain this spring. Alger was hanging around for a few days, but seems to have found other interests now and shows up only for quick meals. His gravid litter mate, however, has been sticking close to the yard for a couple of weeks. She'll probably have her kittens nearby— most likely in the shed in my back yard. I might put a box out there for her.
But I hope she waits until after I get the yard mowed again. The foxtails have gotten so far ahead of me that the only way I'll get rid of them is by mowing. I'm sure a litter of kittens would not be happy if their first experiences of the world included somebody operating a mower nearby.
Now I'm going to eat oranges. Too bad there's no moon tonight. Moonlight and oranges are nice combination in spring.