One sunny afternoon, two stray cats wandered into my yard. Among them, a tiny kitten appeared to be in distress. The kitten, looking sickly and dazed, sat motionless while the other tabby cat watched from a distance. Initially, I suspected the kitten might be the tabby's offspring or that its mother might be nearby, so I approached cautiously.
As I observed the situation for about ten minutes, swatting away mosquitoes, I realized the tabby cat was not moving away but merely watching. Deciding to investigate further, I approached the kitten. The tabby cat bolted, leaving me alone with the ailing kitten.
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