My friend and I were driving to lunch one day on a busy street in Ybor City, Florida. The cars ahead of us were putting on their breaks and swerving to miss something in the road. When we pulled up, we saw it was a very tiny black kitten huddled in the middle of the road. I jumped out and picked her up. Her little tail was bald, but otherwise, she seemed unharmed. She was 4 weeks old. I took her home and she slept for 24 hours straight. After that, as wobbly as she still was, she started terrorizing my other cat, Bob, and hasn't stopped since. Now she is 2 years old this month and eats my flip flops and toilet paper and destroys every lampshade in the house. But I love her and would never regret bringing her home!

Dara White
Lakeland, FL