As I approached the end of my pregnancy, the medical professionals informed me that my son wouldn’t make it and that he would be born premature. Even though I listened to his heartbeat all night long, he didn’t survive, and he was born without taking a breath. When I returned home from the hospital, my heart sank at the sight of his empty bassinet, and I couldn’t hold back my tears. However, my sadness didn’t last for long when I saw a little white kitten sleeping in the same bassinet. The kitten was one of four born to my cat a few months earlier and was deaf. Holding him brought me comfort, allowing me to cry myself to sleep. The next day, I realized the kitten had licked away my tears and had been following me ever since. In my darkest moment, I found solace and support in this little furry friend, who I now call Mikey. To learn more about Mikey and his story, please visit mikeyshouse.org.
During my pregnancy, I received some unfortunate news from the medical professionals that my baby was going to be born prematurely and would not survive. As it turned out, their predictions were correct and I gave birth to my child in the hospital, but he never got the chance to take his first breath.
Upon entering the room, my attention was immediately drawn towards the bassinet that had once cradled my son. It was a moment filled with emotion and I couldn’t help but feel a few tears roll down my cheeks. However, my gaze shifted towards an unexpected sight – a cute white kitten that had curled up cozily in the same bassinet.
I am thrilled to announce that my feline friend has just welcomed a litter of four cute and cuddly kittens into the world. Among them is a furry little fellow napping in my bed who happens to be deaf. Despite his hearing impairment, he’s just as charming and endearing as his brothers and sisters.
As I rested next to him in bed, my eyes were filled with tears that flowed uncontrollably unlike any other time. Finally, I succumbed to fatigue and drifted off to sleep. Upon waking up, I saw that the little kitten was tenderly licking away the remnants of my tears.
The moment I laid my eyes on him perched atop my computer screen, I knew he needed my aid. I dedicated countless hours to researching and understanding his hearing disability.
Slowly but surely, I began to notice that Mikey was trailing behind me, mimicking my every step and movement. It felt like he was always one step closer with each stride I took.
Whenever I look at him, I don’t just see a regular pet, nor do I limit him to the labels of a cat or an animal. Instead, I recognize his incredible soul that chose to become my friend when I desperately needed one.
The reason behind my desire to pursue photography can be traced back to the charming appearance and warm personality of Mikey.
Currently, my offspring has reached the age of 12 and has become an important aspect of my life. Our daily routine is now filled with joy and entertainment.
