Requested by: marialujan22. I didn't find anything that fit my request but would you write about Teddy and Angela finding a kitten? My cat left home a long time ago and I miss him.
Teddy held the saucer with milk tight in his chubby hands, brows furrowed in concentration as he tottered to the hedge.
"Look, pretty little kitty," he said, putting the saucer down and only spilling a little on his hands.
The kitten slowly moved out from under the hedge, luminous eyes trained on the little boy, before meowing softly and putting its pink tongue in the milk, allowing Teddy to gently touch its filthy fur.
"Teddy, dearest?" his mother asked, scanning the garden, one hand held over her glasses to shield her eyes from the rays of the setting sun, the other holding Angela's hand in hers.
"Mommy, Teddy has found a cat!" Angela exclaimed, pointing towards her brother and tugging her mother along.
Teddy scooped the kitten up in his arms and held it protectively against his chest, causing the cat to mew in surprise, before purring deeply.
"Teddy, what are you doing?" his mother asked, kneeling down next to him.
"I gave him some milk," Teddy said, holding up the kitten with both hands so his mother could look at him. His hands were sticky with milk, and there were dark layers of grime underneath his fingernails.
"Oh, he's all skinny and dirty, isn't he?" she said, tickling the cat underneath its chin with one finger.
"Can we keep him?" Angela asked, hopping from one leg on the other.
"I don't know. He may belong to someone," their mother said, checking the kitten for a collar and finding none.
"He picked me," Teddy said, and cradled the kitten against his chest in the same way he cuddled with his toy penguin.
"Cats usually pick their own homes, that is true," his mother acknowledged, placing her palm on his head to smooth his hair.
"So, can we keep him?" Angela asked, balling her fists in excitement.
"We'll take him inside and ask your father when he gets home, alright? It looks like you could all use a bath first, though," their mother said, taking the kitten with one hand and using the other to hoist Teddy up and balance him on her hip.
Angela, never one to be left behind, took the saucer of milk from the ground. "He could sleep in Tim's bedroom, now that Tim has gone to university," she suggested.
"We'll see, Angel girl. Let's first get you washed and clothed and fed," she answered, and kissed Angela's face, then Teddy's cheek, and finally the spot between the kitten's ears, earning a rumbling purr in return.