It was a beautiful Christmas Eve when I heard her cry. No one but my sweet and pretty little cat Mittu. It was exactly 10 years ago, in the year 2013. I was only 7 years old. I don't really know what type of cat she was but she had different coloured patterns which is just beautiful. Someone might have dropped her here from a car because people have a tendency to get rid of kittens in other people's area when they are tired of them.

We thought she might have left our place that day itself but the next day we found her in our car poarch which is why I call her Santa's gift. Well she seemed hungry so my family and I decided to give her some food and let her go wherever she wants. But she never left and stayed with us. The most astonishing thing about Mittu is her tail which is beautiful and furry. Mittu was not like our pet. We just gave food and shelter to lost cats that came to our house and she was not the first one that came this way. But later...