Things happen all the time that people might call ironic or simply a coincidence, but I call this one a gift. I've been a little rattled lately because of my cats death and almost didn't even notice. I was going for a walk with my two dogs in the woods near my house and I kept hearing a peeping noise. Thinking it was a bird or squirrel I ignored it and continued on. Both my dogs obviously heard it and began to investigate the source with me following. There sitting by a pine tree was this tiny orange kitten. As soon as she saw my dogs and I, she stood up and walked over tail straight in the air. She could of only been 6 or 7 weeks old and look terrible. Her fur was dirty and she looked a little on the skinny side. I picked her up and headed for home. After a bath and a bowl of food she looked some much better. That was yesterday and she's still with me now. I named her Sidney. She's so affectionate and loving. I love her already!