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It was a day like any other. I was living with my sister and we only had one vehicle, so I was taking her to work. We were about a block away from her job when a big truck in front of me swerved to avoid something in the road.

I figured if he was swerving out of the way, it must be something bad, so I swerved only to notice a kitten in the road. Before I could even finish pulling over, my sister was out of my truck running to rescue this poor little thing. He was so small, he fit in the palm of my hand.

We took him home, and he was a feisty little thing. He only liked my sister and me. We were just going to get him cleaned up and see who wanted him since I already had a cat that I had adopted about seven months earlier, and my sister had three cats that she had adopted years before. We didn't need another one.

That same day, though, I received news that a really good friend of mine was killed in a car accident. I just knew that this kitten was a gift to help me cope with his death. I couldn't get rid of him.

About five months later, he started having some health issues. The vet said it was allergies. When he was three-and-a-half years old, he passed away from a disease that we thought was just allergies.

He was the best, always greeting me at the door, protecting me, giving me hugs and kisses. I was there when he took his final breath. Monkey was the best.

Story submitted by Robin from Waco, Texas.

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