It was a quiet afternoon when an unusual sound broke the stillness—a faint, desperate cry coming from above. At first, we thought it might be a bird, but the tiny mewling was unmistakable. Rushing outside, we looked up at the roof and couldn’t believe our eyes: a newborn kitten, no more than a few days old, lay trembling on the tiles. Moments earlier, a crow had swooped overhead, and somehow, unbelievably, the fragile kitten had slipped from its grasp and landed safely on the rooftop.
Panic set in. How could something so tiny survive such an ordeal? Carefully, we rushed up to retrieve the kitten, hearts pounding as we lifted the fragile body into our hands. Its eyes were still closed, its fur damp and patchy, its cries weak but persistent. Against all odds, it was alive.
We quickly wrapped the newborn in a soft towel, creating warmth where its mother should have been. A small bottle of kitten formula was prepared, and though the kitten struggled at first, instinct soon took over, and it began to drink. Each swallow was a miracle.
The days that followed were filled with sleepless nights and constant care. Feeding every two hours, keeping the kitten warm with heating pads and blankets, and monitoring every tiny movement became our world. Slowly, the weak cries turned stronger, and the little one’s body began to fill out. From that frightening fall from the sky, the kitten was now growing into a curious, wide-eyed baby full of life.
Looking back, it still feels unbelievable. A crow’s flight had nearly ended this fragile life before it had begun, but fate had another plan. Instead of tragedy, the moment became the start of a rescue story we’ll never forget. That tiny kitten, once dropped from the sky, now rests safely in loving arms—proof that miracles sometimes come in the most unexpected ways.
