I found Kit Kit on the Arrow of a busy left-hand turn lane of a WalMart parking lot.  He was barely moving, and his right paw was bleeding pretty badly.  He's okay now, he lost a toe, and movement of another in the same foot, but he doesn't notice.  He's very playful, and he'll just climb up my legs, even if I'm wearing shorts!  I think that I was supposed to find him. If I hadn't he'd be dead or feral.  He's one of the best things that have ever happened to me.  He doesn't speak, err... Meow.  He sounds like he whispers all the time when he tries to meow, it's very cute.  He's got this long tail that curls every which way, and makes it seem like he thinks he's something.  He loves to eat, it's his favorite time of the day, and when he says he wants to eat, he means right Now. LoL.

My brother in law, Joe Joe, found him when he and my sister were still dating and in High School.  He was found with no fleas, no ticks, nothing on him except for a large appetite.  He's a lover and bites when he feels you should know he loves you.  Lol.