This little ginger cat was rescued by me from a busy road. At the time, its mother had been run over by a car, and the kitten was just lying beside her body amid the traffic.I happened to be driving by and stopped to pick up the little one. But it clung tightly to its mother, refusing to let go. Eventually, I had to fetch a plastic bag and a screwdriver from my car. Carefully, I placed the mother cat into the bag, then dug a hole in an empty patch of soil by the roadside and buried her. As I covered the grave with earth, the kitten desperately clawed at the soil—I could tell it didn’t want to let its mother go.It’s been half a month since the little ginger came home with me. It still spends all day clutching a plush toy that belongs to my son. I know it’s still thinking of its mother.It turns out that whether human or animal, the longing for a mother is the same. From now on, it won’t be a motherless child anymore—because it has me!