Everywhere I go: behind a building, walking through my friend's backyard, running across a street into a field and this doesn't include the countless phone calls my rescue gets of people that want to give them up. Not to mention, this time of year is when I start dreaming of them - last night it was of a cat in my backyard having 12+ kittens.
It's kitten season now and they're being put to sleep by the trashcans-full. That breaks my heart, along with the long-loved house pets surrendered for whatever (poor) excuse that are also being put to sleep before their owners are barely out the door of whatever shelter they're being left at.
No matter what I do, it doesn't seem to be enough.