When I first saw Elma, she was a thin, ragged little kitten running around the streets at the Pasar Malam in Taman Sri Langat. It was chemistry at first site, and we looked and spied at her for the next few days while thinking whether we should adopt her. Elma was always active and not afraid of people. She runs around people’s legs in search for scraps. One fine evening, we finally caught her, she ran in between us and the van and it was not easy catch. When I finally got her in my arms, she quieten down and did not scratch. Maybe she realised she will find a…