Last year, my friend was repairing the heating system of an old church. Many stray cats lived inside, and one kitten greeted him every morning and stayed close by while he worked. He shared his lunch with her, and I started sending him cat food every day.
When the new owners announced they were taking the cats to the shelter, I told them to bring them home. I met her at the vet a year ago, and we took her in. We named her Clara, after the church. It took months for her to trust us, but now she shares our bed, lives peacefully with our two dogs, and fills our days with laughter.