We first met her on Sept 28 last year, a Monday, when my sister decided to bring home a little lost kitten she had found. This was not the first lost kitten she had encountered but for some reason, she felt drawn to pick it up. We therefore consider it destiny that this kitty came into our midst. We would name the kitty Bella.
Bella looked frail, thin and in distress the night she arrived. Who wouldn’t be, if you were separated from your mother at such a young age. The vet said she was just about a month old. She did not know how to lick up milk from a bowl, so we had to feed her with a feeding bottle.
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