As I was driving to the U-Haul store today I found a baby kitten in the center median of a 4 lane road. She was trying to run into traffic. I scooped her up, she ran under my truck seat and fell asleep exhausted. I took her home, left a message for her owners, and started cuddling her. She kneaded my neck with her paws over and over, purred a lot, and fell asleep in my arms. Sooooooo cute. I’m sure I could assign a deeper meaning to this incident, but why? People say that everything happens for a reason. I sometimes subscribe to this concept, but today I think that sometimes things just happen. Gotta go run errands now.