I took my 1978 Raleigh Sprite in to have the bearings all repacked (I recently got it and pulled a bucket load of dirt out of the chain and cassette -- so I knew the rest of the bike had been equally unloved for awhile) -- I'm not handy enough yet to pull out cottered cranks and take apart hubs and bottom brackets...
As I pulled into the parking lot I saw something dash away... so I went to look: it was a young kitten. Soon enough I saw mamma cat and the other 2 babies....so while I waited my turn at the shop (small, 1 person place -- I love it!) I popped over to CVS and got some kitten food.
Mamma cat was ever so grateful:
When I went back inside, the LBS owner told me that he'd been feeding them, but wasn't able to pick up any of the kittens... so I went back outside and sure enough I was able to pet and pick up the kittens... and sure enough, the little orange one went home with the shop owner,
One little calico came home with me, and mamma and the remaining baby I'll help out with a no-kill rescue group on Monday.
So, meet miss (Raleigh), Sprite:
You never know what you'll turn up at the LBS!