You wouldn't believe it, everyone! Just yesterday, as I stopped by the park on my way back from karaoke, I heard a soft, sad meowing noise. It took awhile, but I finally found it: a little, gray kitten! The tiny kitty was all curled up by itself in the bushes, and just as I began to wonder why, I saw its mom. She was on the other side of the bushes, scratched up badly and--dead.
It was so sad, I almost started to cry, but there was still the little kitten that lost its mother. I couldn't just leave it there, so I wrapped it in my jacket and took it home. It'll need shots and everything, but I was saving up money for a dinner at Blue Lock, anyway. There will always be another chance for that, right? Anyway, my new kitty finished its saucer of milk and is sleeping on the living room rug. Can anyone think of a good name? I'm stuck!
EDIT: Oh, I forgot! It's a girl!