At the end of May this year when I came to work in the morning, I had a surprise waiting for me outside the office. A stray cat and two kittens, merely a month old. They looked starved, but the mum was very friendly. We got them something to eat, and of course, they stayed.
About a month later, mom had to go for an emergency spay. It was tough but she survived that, only to be hit by a car in the following weeks. The kittens were big enough to survive on their own by then, however I tried to find them forever homes. No one even called to show any interest, and at the beginning of September we found the little boy dead (attacked by the local stray dogs).
I took the remaining kitten and hid her in my office, hoping to find a shelter that would take her. In the meantime she was spayed, de-wormed and got her flea medication. After many phone calls and after I almost lost hope that I'd find a shelter for her, and when I started looking for a safer place to get her to and let her go, a woman called from a private shelter and told me that she is ready to take her when she finishes her vaccinations. I was happy and sad at the same time. Happy for her since she would be leaving for a safer place, but sad because I had already bonded with her and was reluctant to let her go.
Long story short, Panda is now our office mascot. The boss fell in love with her and just asked me one day: "Why wouldn't she stay here?"
So here she is, a new member of my (extended) family. She will be vaccinated next week and I am hoping that she will live a long and happy life.