So, last Christmas, my mom told me to go pick up the newspaper outside, since she was doing some cooking. But instead of the newspaper, I saw a cat who was holding a kitten's scruff in her jaws. I thought, maybe she couldn't feed it anymore. So she gave her kitten, whose eyes weren't open yet, a lot of licks before she left to her litter, who was just behind her.

I thought, maybe this kitten was the runt, so I took it inside and I found out it was a she kit. So, every day, I would bottle feed it 3x, like the usual. So, one day when there was a storm, the kitten opened her eyes and ran over to me, and cuddled. I decided to name her Ash, since her fur had some dust and ash.

The next day, after the storm, the same mother came to my porch, with her kittens' dead bodies lay in front of her. I called Ash to come out, she instantly ran to her mother and they both purred. I could see the bond between them, and I thought, maybe I could take them in. . .

So I asked my mom for permission and she said yes, since it was nice to see me help some animals, but she tole me to clean them first. I got some water, not too cold. I gave them a bath, making sure not to make their ears wet. They shook off the water and I giggled.

Now, I don't feed them pellets, they don't like that, so instead I give them dead mice, that weren't infected, my dad catches them.

So a week had passed and the cats were doing fine, in fact, they were able to kill 5 snakes in our backyard! So, my mom told that me and dad should go spar the cat, so we did.

A true story

Please take care of animals, they would be willing to be taken care of.