Help the abandoned animals!

I always loved nature. I consider all animals an important part of it and I also love them. The exception is the cat, an animal that is not at my heart. Association on her game with the mouse, that the mouse's her food, distances me from that animal. Of course, I never tortured any cats, I did not do anything bad to them.
My wife loves cats and she wanted to buy egyptian Sphynx cat. She told me that the cat has a special relationship with people we need to get a cat. I knew that everything she was saying was true and I wanted her to be happy, but I really could not.

One morning I went to work and as soon as I went out into the street I saw two little kittens standing next to a garbage container. It was clear that they were hungry.I thought that their mother found food for them and they are waiting. When I returned from work, they were back there. I watched them for a few minutes and I felt sorry for them. They looked abandoned.

They hungered for a long time and because of that they were too skinny. Their fur was very rare. I decided to feed them. I went home and took an old plate and I poured some milk into it and lowered it beside them. They loved it.

I went home thinking about them for the rest of the day. Next morning while I was going to work I saw them again and it wasn’t much better so I fed them again.
It was clear that without someone to help them they would not make it, so I transferred them to my yard, to feed them for some time, but their skin still looked bad, so I went to the nearest veterinary station and asked for someone to come with me and take a look them.
Veterinerian looked them and told me that they were really starving and that the skin problems were due to lack of vitamins. He wrote recipe for them and told me that besides milk they had to eat food for cats.

My wife could not believe I brought them into the yard, but she supported my desire to help cats. She explained that she wanted a cat of another race but was still happy about everything never thelees. She insisted that we bathe them.

In the garage I made them a place to sleep, and under the door they were able to get inside. I kept them on the advice of a veterinarian and everything started for the better. In the meantime, I also told colleagues at work and acquaintances that I have two kittens and that I want to give them to someone. Two weeks later a colleague took one. The other one remained with me for six more weeks. After that, a neighbor told me that his mother wanted to take that kitten.

I did not change my attitude towards cats. Simply, I can’t love them. I did not like these kittens that I found on the street, but I fed them regularly and did everything I could for them to survive. I've found people who will love them, they are now adults and I think they did not forget the one who helped them when they were in a big problem.