We feed street animals every day, though not every story makes it online.
One morning, a ragged calico leapt onto my car hood, locking eyes with me. Her meow was rough, almost desperate. She hopped down, leading me behind a grocery store to a cardboard box where four newborn kittens huddled together. She nudged them, then looked at me as if to say, Please.
I went home for a carrier and brought the little family to safety. The mother—now Calypso—never fought me, just watched closely.
Today, my apartment is their sanctuary. The kittens—Leo, Luna, Pepper, and Shadow—are thriving, and Calypso is learning that love can replace survival.
