Little fella, there are things you don’t need to know and can’t understand but I’ve got to tell. I don’t know where you came but you’re here in my backyard now. I don’t know where your mother and father is. Or your brothers or sisters. But we’re going to try and find them and reunite you with them. We’re going to try hard. But if that doesn’t work, don’t panic because there’s a Plan B — a good one. I’m going to get you to a place not far away dedicated to caring for you much better than I can.
But in the meantime I am all yours. In the meantime you are scared, but you are not alone. In the meantime you are lost but you are found. In the meantime you are the center of my universe and I am your personal protector who will do his best to keep you from harm. So call out for your mom to see if she can hear you. Eat a little if you’re able and rest as best you can, little fella. You are safe with me.