That kind of kitten
Ilya is not an ordinary kitten. Ilya is that kind of kitten.
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In springtime, kittens are as bountiful as buttercups. But no little bud thinks of itself as “just another flower,” and Slim did not see himself as one among many. As best he could tell, he was the last kitten in the world.
They don’t make life jackets for sailors who weigh one pound. No water wings or floaties would fit his stubby twig legs. There was only one life preserver for the smallest of swimmers. It was you.
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This is not a hobby. This is not a game. This is Scrabble, and all his letters come down to Y-O-U.
There was no time. Not a smidge. There were only twelve smidgens, and numerous adults. When there is no time, everyone feels like a smidgen.
Sometimes the button says “Donate.” Sometimes it says “Give.” But you know, and I know, that “Cherish” is the word.
If you are trying to get somewhere fast, don’t take Berry. If you are trying to get somewhere sweet, he’s your man.
You have been waiting all your life for this day. I am not exaggerating. I am telling the truth. I am being Corny. This is your day to be Corny, too. Today is the day to Cherish the Kittens.
Purr, and the world purrs with you. Hiss, and you’ve got a parking space at Tabby’s Place.