He was so small—just a fragile baby, barely stronger than a leaf in the wind. Alone, frightened, and weak, he had been found curled up in a corner of an animal market, his eyes dull and body shivering.
But everything changed the day he was rescued.
Wrapped gently in a soft towel, carried close to a warm chest, he finally felt something he hadn’t known before: safety.
They brought him home and gave him his first bath, washing away the dirt and fear. His tiny hands gripped tightly, his face still unsure of this strange new place.
But then came the moment that would stay with him forever—
They looked into his eyes and said, “We’ll call you Kaka.”
It was his name.
His new beginning.
A sign that he now belonged somewhere… to someone.
Kaka was fed slowly, held like the baby he truly was. His belly filled, his hands unclenched, and his eyes—once full of worry—began to soften.
They made him a soft bed, gave him a stuffed toy, and whispered to him every few minutes, reminding him that he was loved now.
No more cold cages.
No more empty days.
Kaka had a name, a family, and a future.
That night, for the first time in his short life, Kaka slept deeply and peacefully.
Because finally, he was home.
