A couple of days ago, me, and my friend Shachar found a kitten next to Yael's school... we took it to the vet, because she looked kinda sick... Shachar had an especially strong bond with it. We called her 'Tiny." The vet said she was healthy, and just needed food, water, a place to stay, and lots of love. So we took her to Yael's building, and took care of the kitten for about an hour... then we went to see if we could find her a new home. Halfway to the mall, it turned out she had fleas, and there were fleas on her box too, so we couldn't carry her. We left her at the vet, the closest resort (even though he told us not to ;-; ) and then he called us back to tell us that he put some stuff on her to make the fleas stay off. So a friend of mine adopted her, and then we left, feeling all happy and shit.
I didn't see the kitten for a couple of days. Today I met the friend that adopted her, and she told me she was dead. She was obviously too sad to talk about it, so I left her. Then my mom told me that the vet called to inform me that she died, too. He said I could volenteer at his vet - I always wanted to - but the price was too high.
Poor Tiny.

Rest in peace, little one.