Today morning I found the little red kitty dead. He died during the night. On the street he had no too much chance to survive. What ever I did the flys and bees covered him all the time. They even went in his mouth. So the made just more and more sick and dirty. I could not bring him home, I could not separate from the others. God Bless you little one. 
I have photo of him, when he was sick, but the truth I do not want to watch it, I do not want to put here to show how he looked. I prefer his photo, when he was a cute little one, between the others, or on the tire.