And on November 3, while I was heading for work, I saw a kitten as if it was running for dear life, towards 4 Pakistani men across the street. He was actually following those men. The kitten was seemingly asking the men to take him with them. And there goes my heart again, and so I did take him.
The kitten was so healthy, lively and energetic unlike the first kitten that I rescued few days prior. They were the total opposite. And because of his physical attributes, I decided to name him 'Bolt', after the fastest man on earth, Usain Bolt. He is now well accepted by my two other cats in the apartment, unlike the first few days that he's being ambushed and feasted on, though gently. And here's a latest video of Bolt I took yesterday.