Miel limped along the cracked sidewalk, her eyes soft with sorrow. She paused, nose twitching, searching for a scrap of kindness. The street was her home now, the same one where she’d once trotted beside her owner. He’d walked her here as a pup, her tail wagging like a metronome. Now, she was old, her …
The cat crouched by the store’s door, thin and trembling. His eyes, wide and searching, met mine. Last year, I’d tossed him scraps from my bag. A fleeting kindness, forgotten until now. His fur was matted, his frame frail, but those eyes remembered me. I knelt, heart heavy with recognition. He didn’t run. He shuffled …
The cat’s eyes caught the sunlight, wide and searching. Her belly sagged, heavy with life. She stood on the cracked pavement, a stray in a world that barely noticed. Her fur was matted, her steps careful, but she moved toward me when I called. A soft meow, almost a whisper, answered my voice. She circled …