It was a typical Tuesday morning when I noticed her—a slender, gray-striped cat with wary eyes, cautiously approaching the bowl of food I had placed outside. For two months, this routine continued: I would leave food, and she would appear, always maintaining a safe distance, her trust seemingly just out of reach.
This unexpected gesture marked a significant shift in our relationship. The mother cat, whom I had been feeding diligently, had decided to entrust me with her most precious possession: her only kitten.
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