In this thread, I’d like to talk about the good things that we have left and for which it is worthwhile to keep fighting.
I’d like to start with mine:
He is a kitten who was dying under my house last month. I picked it up from the street. He was very ill: his eyes were closed from an infection, he was full of parasites, on the hair, in the intestine and in the ears. He had fever. I washed it, took it to the vet and started giving it antibiotic therapy. Improve day by day.
Now play, run and eat. It’s great to see his happiness.
I have decided that, even if my life is bad, I want to be able to help this creature.
Now he always stays with me and only sleeps on me.