top: H&M • skirt: H&M • ballet flats: Jonak Paris
I was playing fetch in the garden with Dasha, our German Sherphard, for some time already when I suddenly heard soft miauw-ing. At first I didn’t think much of it. Both our neighbors have cats, and their cats like to tease our dogs. I threw Dasha’s ball once more and she went to get it, but was apparently not in the mood to return it. She lay down in the grass on the other side of the garden, chewing and drooling all over that poor tennis-ball. Miauw. I was at the backdoor when I noticed the two tiny white paws sticking out under the garden fence. Two seconds later a white kitten with black spots appeared on the patio, staring at me with the biggest green eyes and… miauw. Uh-oh. I turned around and called Dasha to her cage while picking up the kitten. Our dogs will be friendly to other dogs, but they will not give cats the same friendly treatment. Kitten or not. When it was safe for him to wander through our garden again, I the kitten go and headed back inside, thinking he’d go home soon. But he didn’t go anywhere. When I went outside to pick him up and go around the neighborhood to see if he was missing somewhere, he started purring, nuzzled up against me and climbed into my arms by sticking his claws into my leggings and crawling up. That one hurt, by the way. I went from door to door, but no one was missing this cute little fella. I took him back home and we played a little in the garden. I then left him on the patio to go and call a vet to bring him to a shelter, as that’s what my mom said I should do. That’s when he caught the eye of our Jack Russel. She started barking at him from inside the house, and she scared the kitten so much that he quickly jumped over the fence. I went back outside to search for him because the vet wouldn’t come for nothing and I didn’t want this little cat to wander the busy streets around my house alone. I had no luck finding him.