My Babar

Babar as I named her was a street kitten living her young life on an edge of a cliff in Antalya Turkey, about 100 yards east of ESKI LARA below the Lara Cd-3 bus stop grass area. 

Babar was very thin, hungry and liked the jelly in the cat food pouches.  

After having some food she decided to take a nap in my lap and won my heart forever. 

Babar was very playful and thankful for the jelly food, she enjoyed the fuss of tickles and kisses while climbing up on me sneaking a cwtch and a nap.

As my heart melted more and more for her, I told her how beautiful she was and that I would be back tomorrow with some more jelly food for her.

I left her to go back to the hotel not knowing what to do in a country not of my own. Leaving her broke my heart and I will forever hate myself for doing so.

I returned the next day with even more food, determined to fatten up Babar and all the other street cats as much as I could before I left to go back home later that week.