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About seven summers ago, my husband called from his job with the city that someone brought in a cat they found beside the road. They had wrapped it in a sweater even though it was very warm.

My husband asked me to pick the orange and white kitten up and bring it home. He didn't think it was going to live and thought it should die in peace if that was going to happen.

I brought him home and placed him in the basement, where it was cool, with a blanket to lay on and some food and water. This also prevented our other cats (all rescues) from bothering him. I petted him and told him "there there" since there wasn't much I could do but make him comfortable for the night.

The next morning, I went down to the basement to check on him, and the blanket was empty. I sat on a chair and called "kitty kitty". He crawled out from under a piece of furniture and jumped in my lap. My husband and I named him Trip, and he is my husband's buddy and earns his keep with the mice he catches and the cuddles.

Story submitted by Barb Norin from Platteville, Wisconsin.

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