Where does this story begin?? Start in others, in my father who was already a re

Where does this story begin?? Start in others, in my father who was already a resident of this city, in my brothers and I, all of us gathered in this room where months later we found out that Sonia, apart from being an exceptional hunter of pigeons and mice, could also make little kittens. The first babies were born next to me, While sleeping, giving me not only a scare, but also to all my brothers. It was quite a sight to see those little hairy, slimy balls., together with our Sonia. She turned out to be an excellent mother. The loving care she gave to her young made us understand, for the first time, what the word mom meant. Sonia ate with the purpose of feeding them, He only left them to find more food for them., He cleaned them and even took care of their waste., eating them. We loved to see her sleeping next to her babies., happy to know that they are together, sharing that family bond. The way Sonia treated her first litter was the same as she treated each of the five litters she had throughout her life.. He never abandoned his children, He cared for and loved them all until they were able to take care of themselves.. Over time, All of Sonia's babies grew up and found a home that welcomed them., except those of their second litter, who died, not because of her, but for mine. The second litter was born on the bed I shared with my two younger brothers., and there they stayed for a week, without what, while sleeping peacefully during the night, I had abandoned the four defenseless children, but in the end my brothers' recriminations did not have the gravity they deserved., because they were overshadowed by the pain we all felt, Pain that became more unbearable every time Sonia returned and tried to wake her children., desperately licking their little bodies, throwing pleading meows into the void. Against our will, We had to take her away from her c