Shadow, Our Companion

We followed the sound and saw a little black-and-white kitten, dirty and trembling.

His eyes were too big, wide, scared, and shining,

looking ready to run. We knelt down slowly, speaking softly,

letting him sniff our fingers. His nose touched our skin, cold,

damp, and shaky. Then he stepped closer. Very gently,

we scooped him up. He didn't fight at all. He just pressed

his body against our chest, burying his face in our arm. What should we

call him? We looked at his black and white fur. The word came