My name is Jara and I'm a traveller, I'm passing by Georgetown and my partner and I have found a little kitten in the street. He was crying and being attacked by the adult cats in the area. We could not find his mother anywhere. We fed him and he is now in our room. Because we are travelling, we cannot keep Milo (that's how we named him), and we want to find a forever home for him. He is really sweet and small, he is now eating wet food and it took him no time to get used to us. He likes to be cuddled and to fall sleep everywhere that's warm.