Like every little kitten, I was born nameless. I'm not exactly sure how and when I was separated from my siblings and my mother, but it was when I was still very small and new. Somehow, I was lost and alone, unwanted. I wonder how many humans in this world are like that? Lost? Alone? Unwanted? I guess it is just that we haven't discovered one who wants us. We haven't yet been found. I was waiting for that person to come along. But often nothing good happens all at once, it takes some stepping stones to get to a good place...
I was discarded, cold, hungry and wet; thrown away, fighting for my life; just a little kitten...
