HOLLY
Two years ago, this little kitten came into our lives. She and her three brothers were left in a box on a ground floor balcony of the condo building where we live.
I had gone down to the management office to hand in our maintenance fee cheque, when I overheard a woman talking about kittens.
Kittens? The conversation immediately had my full attention.
To cut a long story short … I went to the woman’s condo, and there they were, four little kittens playing with a ball. That’s to say, three of them were playing while the fourth one sat on her own.
The playing kittens paid no attention to me, but the sideline kitten come closer, looked up to me and peeped a pitiful “meow”.
Well, that was it, this little one had found a home.
From here on, I'll let Holly herself tell the story …
I had gone down to the management office to hand in our maintenance fee cheque, when I overheard a woman talking about kittens.
Kittens? The conversation immediately had my full attention.
To cut a long story short … I went to the woman’s condo, and there they were, four little kittens playing with a ball. That’s to say, three of them were playing while the fourth one sat on her own.
The playing kittens paid no attention to me, but the sideline kitten come closer, looked up to me and peeped a pitiful “meow”.
Well, that was it, this little one had found a home.
From here on, I'll let Holly herself tell the story …
AS I GREW UP, DAD PLAYED WITH ME
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