- Gillian Rogers snaps a photo of a man bottle-feeding a kitten on the subway, posts it, and goes viral.
- The man just rescued the kitten between buildings.
- Viral photo shows man’s compassion and restores other people’s faith in humanity.
Gillian Rogers has dedicated her life to helping animals and founded Pet Rescue Squad, Inc. Her endearing encounter with a man bottle-feeding a kitten on the New York City subway has touched her heart and lifted her spirit.
She took a photo of the two, posted it, and has now gone viral and restored people’s faith in humanity.
She said, “I had no idea the photo was going to resonate as it has. It makes me happy. I think we all need something to cheer us up.”
The photo was of a man with a tiny kitten wrapped in a towel on his lap.
Rogers said, “He was bottle-feeding her. You could see the caring. My heart felt like it was going to explode to see someone with that much caring. He was so in the moment.”
She after just watching them from a distance, she approached them and asked the man how he met the tiny fur baby.
She said, “We had a chat. He told me he’d found the kitten alone between two buildings.” He said he rescued the cat and will keep it fed and cozy rather than leaving it to fend for itself.
Rogers added, “The kitten was looking up at him as he fed her. It was so heartwarming. I told him, ‘Thank you.'”
When she got to her stop, she forgot to ask the man his name but her encounter with the man and the way the man lovingly took care of the kitten, transformed her.
Rogers said, “It was truly a special moment. When I got off the train, I felt like I was walking on air. I felt joyful — like, it renewed my faith in humanity. There are still decent people out there.”
Source: The Dodo
November 7, 2020 at 2:53 pm
when I was a kid, just after the second world war, I saw a puppy being horribly mistreated. I asked the owner if you are going to killed the dog, give him to me. My father allowed me to have the dog. The puppy responded to my kindness and never left my side. the dog and I got older. When I went in the USMC(50-56), Korea 51-52, my parents said the dog was very depressed. When I returned from Korea, I went home on leave the dog never left my side. I still think of the devotion that dog gave to me until he died. he was fifteen when he died and was at my feet when he died.