And there I was, on my way to the bakery when I saw the cute 3-color cat on top of a wall and started playing hide and seek with him. He (or she?) soon lost interest in our game, but then a second cat, that was lying on the floor watching us, came closer.

You know that thin voice that people use to speak to babies? Well, I use it to speak with animals. In the moment the second cat came to say “hi”, I started to speak to him using that thin voice, and at the same moment he started to purr (awww…) - cutest moment ever!!

We stayed there in the street floor playing for quite some time. He (or she?) lay with his belly up, then spun on the floor (a lot!), and used his paws to play with me. This last one I mentioned could have been cuter, but his claws were so huge (street cat, guys).

I don’t have money or stability to have a cat, neither a place of my own to live with him. But I wanted to bring him home with me and take a leap of faith that everything would be ok. But the little kitten didn’t want to come with me.

He followed me for a while, so obedient that a woman passing by stopped and asked me if I was taking a walk with my cat.

This was not the happy ending I was expecting, but I’ll always have the scar on my hand to remember him (or her).

Anne Rios

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