This is the scene that greets my mother on most mornings these days. The three newest kittens have been confined, by their mother, to the premises we have designated "the kitchen". The wily old Brownie knows that her little ones will be safe with another mother -- my mother -- around.
Here are two of the little guys playing in the wood pile below the kitchen counter. There's very little room here, but I think they enjoy the cramped quarters. I imagine it adds the commandos-in-dense-jungle aspect to their games. And why not, eh? ;-)