I found my best friend in Wisconsin while on a camping trip 12 years ago. We saw this adorable 6 week old kitten playing in a parking lot of a restaurant.

I recently lost my own cat to cancer just 3 months earlier. I told my husband that if we come back tomorrow and he his still there, I would take him back to Chicago.

The restaurant owner said that those cats belong to the horse stable where they have kittens every spring and sometimes they die in the cold winter. We came back the next day and the kitten wasn’t there. more…