One morning in early September I awoke around 6 in the morning to what I thought was mewing coming from my front yard, but every time I went outside the noise would stop, so I figured it was one of my cats [although it sounded a lot younger]. The third time I came out to check because I thought I was going crazy, I noticed my cat Onyx frozen in place in the corner of my yard staring at something. I walk over, and low and behold, a little tabby kitten- maybe 5/6 weeks old, was sitting under a bush covered in cobwebs and with his eyes gooped shut. I picked him up and took him in, cleaned his eyes up. As I was softly rubbing the goop off with a wet wash cloth, he began giving me kisses. Little kittie kisses- tongue and all! I've never had or seen a kitty do this before. He did it continually for about 30 minutes. After I cleaned him up I gave him some food, then lay on the couch with him while he curled up in a ball on my chest and fell asleep. He developed into one of the most hyper, unique, loving cats i've ever know. He chased his own tail around in circles. He gave kisses EVERY SINGLE TIME you asked for them, sometimes for almost an hour straight- other times he'd give you one quick kiss and then push you away with his paw like "alright, I gave it to you, one's enough." He loved socks, i'd find him just trotting around with one in his mouth randomly. So sweet. Sometimes- he'd be the one wanting kisses from you and he'd reach his paw out to your face to softly pull you closer. Sweet lil man. We had to sleep with our bedroom door open, if we did not we would wake up to loud, alarming cries outside our door begging for him to be let in. He had the loudest purr, and a trilling noise he made almost constantly that became his trademark. There were certain times where he'd just FLY around the house as fast as he could. For no particular reason, just runnin round and round- sometimes sneak attacking your feet/legs. Thus the name Monster came. Sadly, my sweet little baby was taken from us one horrible night in the end of February, we came home from dinner to him dead in front of our house, someone had hit him with their car Worst night of my life. We gave him a proper burial, and I think of him every single day and wish he was still here and had a chance to live out a full life. I have tears now, typing this, he was such an amazing kitty. I'd honestly give anything and everything to have him back. He was my baby, I love you Monster.