I decided to inspect the newly built ditch in the large field to assess the flow of water. The irrigation system was crucial for the field, and regular inspections and canal dredging were necessary to maintain a smooth water flow. As I approached the ditch, I heard faint meowing in the vicinity. Curious, I turned my phone camera and spotted a small cat perched next to the deep ditch. My heart sank as I realized there was water down there, leaving the poor cat in a precarious situation.
Cautiously, I approached the frightened cat, trying to assure it that I meant no harm. Equipped with gloves, I carefully helped the cat crawl up and out of the rock crevice. It was clear that the cat was hungry, so I took out a piece of soft chicken that I had bought earlier for my own family. The little cat eagerly devoured the food, its hunger evident.
Looking around, I realized that there was no shelter nearby for the cat. It seemed that taking the little cat home with me was the best option. I made the decision to provide it with a safe and nurturing environment. Back at my house, I set up a comfortable space for the cat and continued to feed it small portions of meat throughout the afternoon. Despite my efforts, the cat still appeared apprehensive, understandably uncomfortable in a new and unfamiliar place.
With hope in my heart, I wished for the little cat to adapt quickly, to grow accustomed to its new surroundings, and to regain a sense of security. I hoped that it would eat well, be obedient, and thrive in good health under my care.