Have you ever found a kitten on the street?
I have. And it happened to me while I was on vacation in Bali.
She is Nizia – the name my friend Maria and I decided to give her.
But let’s backtrack!
It was a quiet morning and after having a yoga session, my friend and I wanted to explore the Monkey Forest in Ubud, Bali.
My mother died four years ago and she really liked cats, especially black ones, and that's what struck me when I stopped in front of the forest on my motorcycle: a tiny black cat, in the middle of the road, completely defenceless.
It was difficult for me to approach the kitten because the memory of my mother came back vividly as if she had passed away a few days ago.
But I could not leave her there, small, with her little eyes full of infection.