I was repairing a telephone cable in a mud hole by a barn. They had several kittens in the barn running around. But he came out and perched himself on my shoulder and never left. I asked the farmer if they were looking for a home for him. He said "there are many, take your pick." I never looked at any others. He chose me. We had 20 years together. Don't tell me to "get over it, he was just a cat." He was much more than that to me. You were my Mitts, and I will always love you.