A Plea for Mercy

It was a slow day at work and I was on my way home in a Kangaroo Cab.  As usual I stopped on my way near a food vendor to buy myself a late night dinner.  There it was... all terrified and shivering from cold and fear.  A tiny bundle it was, moving in the sewer canal, trying to come out of it, as too deep it was for this little one.  My heart melted like butter on a frying pan and now here it is, from the darkest corner of a sewer canal straight to our hearts; Bushy.  I can still remember the look of anticipation and hope you had in your eyes when you saw me standing next to that food stall, on that one Poya Day, the day that I found you.

Welcome to the family little kitty!