This morning, as Todd (my fiance) was leaving to go to work, he saw a kitty. He then saw lights--from a truck--and thought for sure the little one was going to get hit. The kitty stayed over on the other side of the road until the truck passed, she backed up so not to get hit, and then she RAN over to his car... I heard his car in the driveway and saw Todd with a cat next to him, and, my first thought was, "Oh, no.. he hit a cat." I ran out of the house, barefoot, and there is Todd, with this small, very affectionate kitty loving him. She was so skinny. I, of course, pick her up, and I got the loving head butt, and nails in my shoulder from kneeding.

I came back inside, and was working on a research paper for class, when I see something out the window--kitty wandering in the road, and a car going like you-know-what toward her. I ran out of the house, into the road, and got kitty safely, yeah, maybe I was crazy, and I got a horn blown at me and the one finger salute, but kitty was alive and happy to be with me. Now the fun begins. The boys can't be around her, because we know nothing about her, so I call Todd--cat is in the house-- she is SKINNY, and VERY HUNGRY..so I open a can of tuna, get her some water, and she is just of course all over me, loving me, purring, "talking", so Todd says to call our vet and see what they think, or if they could take her and adopt her out, so I call..no luck. I didn't want to take her somewhere that would euthanize her, so I finally, after trying to find a way to kepp her if we could, called a friend of the family, who has a feed store, that adopt cats out to good homes. They agreed to take her, and hold onto her first for a week or two, to see if anyone claimed her--she is so loving, and wants your constant attnetion. IF then, no one claimed her, they would put her up for adoption. She followed me everywhere in the house, even jumped up on our bed, curled up, looked at me and meow/purred.
I took her down to the store, and she did NOT want to be out of my arms. Now I am home, and I feel terrible. I know that right now, with all that is going on and how our boys are, we really can't take another kitty in, but she adored me, and didn't want me to let her go. I don't know what to do. If she is someone elses baby, I would feel bad for taking her, but, I know that there are so many cats and dogs, hamsters, etc, that never know love, and right now I feel torn in two. I even told Todd that I wondered if Jake somehow sent her to us, knowing that we would love her..I mean, she RAN UP TO HIS CAR and then, RAN BEHIND THE CAR following Todd...anyone have any ideas? Maybe I am crazy, but i just feel so bad for that little kitty. Thanks for listening.
Sandi