This photo is taken from the roof of my house.
Nine days ago, in the evening I was working on the roof and I heard a meow for help in the distance. She was out there somewhere. I called her up at night, then the next morning managed to get here.
She had signs of a recent sterilization, thin, dehydrated and terrified. Our outdoor cats did not accept her. After a few days she has found a quiet place in the garden and she trusted us. A week of attempts in all possible ways to find his house, but saw that people did not care and thought was crazy trying her home, her now, as long as will be with us. 🙂
She is little miss Ladygray.
The sixteenth adopted cat of my life.
“We’re not sure we can do it.
Not this time.
You’ll have to go on without us”
We’re going at the top of the mountain, broken legs and all our wounds.
“You’re crazy, you know?”
Talk to me.
Stay with me.
“Everything is alright”
Promise me one thing.
If we fail to reach the top together …
“We will be there waiting for you.
All of us”