When my husband and I got our first place in 1993 I announced that I needed a kitten. He said he’s not a cat person, but I adopted a baby tabby from the shelter anyway. He named the cat Jimmi and they quickly bonded. After a year, Jimmi, was clearly he was my Husbands cat! It was mid summer and we had picked up a used car. Later that night, we decided to go for a drive. On our way back at a stop sign was a kitten standing in the middle of the road! My husband said, "If you catch him you can keep him." Seconds later, I was pulling him out of the bushes. His eyes were crusted shut, crusty nose, ears black with mites and he was covered in fleas. I named him Puzzle. The vet said he probably wouldn’t make it, but I proved him wrong. I had the privilege of his companionship for almost 18 years. It was so hard to say goodbye. A year later a similar looking cat showed up on my deck. I call her a gift from my Angel Puzzle.
Story submitted by Mrs. O of Hartland, WI