Memories

Today I woke up to the sound of a kitten crying. I first wondered if I was imagining it but then I was sure.
I instantly remembered the tiny kitten who I found on my door step. (read about it here)
I wondered for about an hour if I should go to look for it. The crying was on and off so I wasn’t that worried.

I then thought, what if this kitten needs me like the one on my door step in London. I wished I could have saved that kitten so I had the chance to save this one.
I step outside and the crying stops. I go back in doors and it starts again. I walk around the block, can’t find anything. I walk back to my apartment and it starts again. I walk beside the building behind my house and bingo. I see a cat.
But it looks bigger than the sound. Too old to be the tiny voice.
I turn around and there is a cat looking at me with a worried look. It runs beside me and I see them.
Three little ginger fluff balls right beside me.
I was so glad that they weren’t going to end up the same way the little kitten did. Although part of me wished they didn’t have a mum so I could adopt them!

Should I get another kitten while I am in Korea? I miss my Roari so much.
Anyway, if you hear a kitten crying, please try to find it. They are babies. And very similar to human babies.