As the French say: C’est la vie!
We have a new addition to the family: a dumped kitten. To make a long story short, I don’t know how some people could be so cruel to helpless creatures. This kitten was dumped at the garbage site along with 4 other siblings that eventually died. This one was a fighter. Ma came across the box of squealing kittens when she was coming back from visiting a friend. She launched an inquiry shortly afterward and found out that the kittens were taken from a homeless mother cat, placed in a box, and left to die by the dump. We haven’t found the distraught mother, but it’s sickening to what people can resort to just because they dislike animals.
My sister Denise eventually named him Jeremiah, and we also nicknamed him Jerry and Jeremy. He’s quite spoiled, and he enjoys sleeping in a pair of flats that I hardly use. I love watching him grow so beautifully, and he has the cutest little chocolaty paws and mesmerizing gray eyes.
I wanted to share him for the longest while, but I wanted to wait and see how he’ll grow, and now, like a happy mom with pictures of her child stored on her phone for the sake of sharing, I can finally do so. He’ll be two months soon.
Everyone, say hello to Jeremiah!