BLOOD LEGACIES

EMMA

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I rolled the sleeves of my sweater before grabbing my fur baby, so light and so small in my arms that I had to carry it gently because I was afraid the kitten might break if I made a mistake, so I was as careful as I can and it felt like I had a teddy in my hands and the thought made me smile. I had no idea how to do this for I have never owned a pet before, but I was somewhat determined to do so, the best I can, for this cat has taken my heart the moment I laid eyes on those big hazels.

Raising to my eye level I checked if it was a male or female.

"Oh you’re a male," I said. And it meows to me with my eyes closed, I really thought this was a female because it looked like one.

I took a deep breath. "It’s okay" I smooched him as he kept meowing to me, such soft and tender soft music to my ears.

I knew cats don’t like water, so I made sure the water was a few degrees above lukewarm. I had to do some research online so I would make sure I wasn’t doing anything harmful to it. I was that worried and slightly scared. No kitten was dying in my hand, I can’t take that.

The moment I placed him in the leveled water I was half expecting it to jump out and claw my eyes off as it should but rather it just sat there waiting for me and looking at me with those adorable eyes of his.

"O-Okay," I mumbled, still cautious, was this normal? Maybe not. I grabbed the soap and proceeded to rub him against his fur and as I did the dirt was coming off and I froze when I saw the color of it.

"Wow!" I exclaimed. "You’re strawberry blond"

*Meow*