Japan has always had a lot of wild cats running around and I always feel sorry for them. Sometimes, I will go into a convince store, but some of the 100 yen cat food they are selling, and leave it near the cats I see. Around my apartment (probably because of the giant trash basket bin thing) there are a lot of them and you can hear them late at night fighting with one another. The other day, when Jun and I were coming back from a party at a friend’s house when we spotted a tiny flash of orange and white run across the road followed by a larger brown one. We stopped our bikes to see the most adorable kitten ever.
I probably played with said kitten for about an hour while Jun watched and took pictures. The kitten’s mom turned out to be the other brown cat that had run across the street and would freak out when I picked up her kitten or took it out of view of her. I really wanted to take it home (I think it was a girl), but I knew that financially I could not take care of the poor thing yet, let alone protect Hikari from a kitten in her already fall apart cage. Besides, mama cat would have been devastated.