It was a Tuesday evening a few weeks ago. It was raining and we were sitting at home when we heard a cry coming from the bushes. The bush was wet and shaking. I called him. At first the only thing I saw was a long grass moving when he was approaching me. I had no idea what creature to expect.
A small and wet kitten came out from the bush. I immediately caught him, as he was cold. The kitten’s mom wasn’t around. I took him home, and my boyfriend fell in love with the little creature and said: “We need this animal.” Obviously, the kitten needed us too.
We warmed the kitten up and assumed he was exhausted. 3 days in a vet hospital, and he was saved. We visited the kitten every day after work. Now we have taken him, and he’s getting stronger every day. The vets didn’t really think he would survive.
He’s our little miracle and my boyfriend and I consider him the beginning of our family 
