Our story didn’t start with a grand vision, but with a soft whisper of tiny paws on a quiet Sunday evening. As we strolled through a hardware store parking lot, a small black kitten with eyes full of curiosity and longing crossed our path. We named him Widow. His fragile meows resonated with a plea for love and shelter. As we cradled him in our arms, the world suddenly brimmed with a new kind of love, a love that extended beyond just us. Widow wasn't just a kitten; he was a new beginning, a soft nudge towards a path we hadn’t envisioned before.