Mocha - The Fluffy Pants Kid

Four tiny eyes peered out from under the shabby deck.

Wills could barely see them.

"Where's their mother?" he asked the next-door neighbor

lady who'd told him about the kittens.

"She got sprayed in the face with insecticide by the bad man

who lives in this house, just like the little ones did."

"Where is she now?" asked Wills.

"She ran out into the street and got hit by a car."

"On no! I've got to get these two to safety before the man

comes back. I'm going home to get some treats."

Wills picked him up, carried him to his car, and came back

for the other one. He waited for a long time but the other one wouldn't come out.

"I've got to get this guy home and give him a warm bath,"

Wills told the lady, "his sister won't come out."

"Leave the treats, I'll keep trying," the lady promised.

"I'll be back tomorrow to have another go at it."

This is a story about caring . . .