I hope the kittens are alright wherever they are.
We have new kitten developments here too. Three days ago the bawab (the all-purpose Egyptian doorman, custodian, caretaker) of the building next door found some abandoned kittens. His three-year-old son wanted to take care of them. The bawab knew the kittens were doomed and he knew that taking care of them would require more effort than he was able to exert. He let his son put them in a little cardboard box with some crumbled dry ramen noodles, but otherwise wanted to leave the kittens to their fate. And then my daughter found them.
Out of compassion for her and the kittens, I looked up a kitten-feeding formula on the internet (milk, yogurt, egg yolk, Karo syrup, and vegetable oil) and we fed the kittens. I then told her she had to take the kittens back outside. She did, but then she brought them back because she was afraid one of the stray dogs would kill them. So I gave her a camp chair and a book and the rest of the formula and I told her she could go set the kittens back down, and she could observe them from a distance until the mother cat came back. And then she brought them back because she went to inquire of the bawab when he had last seen the mother cat, and if he knew for sure that they had been abandoned, etc., and she was certain that the mother cat wasn't coming back. So I told her were taking them to the street where the cat-lady feeds all the stray cats, and that's the best place for another cat to adopt them. But then the rest of the family came home, and the other kids saw the kittens, and they all wanted to come along, and they wouldn't just allow us to drop the box there, and they had to offer the kittens to each female cat individually to see if any of them just wanted to take the kittens. Of course none of the cats just walked away with the kittens, so we had to bring them back home--where we've been bottle-feeding them and rubbing their bottoms with a wet washcloth to stimulate waste elimination every two hours for the last three days.
The kids are not responsible enough yet to take this on. I have insomnia so I've been waking up the kids through the night when they sleep through their alarms to make them feed the kittens. But then throughout the day they fight over the kittens, and they're distracted from their chores and schoolwork. And these kittens are doing nothing for us except adding more contention and more obligations in our house where we already feel stretched too thin. Today my wife and I discussed making my oldest daughter go with me to the cat-lady street and just drop the kittens there.