When my son gets off the bus, he stops at the row of mailboxes to check our box before walking down the road to our house. Well, yesterday when he got home, he brought me the mail, and a kitten. He found it in the tall weeds under the fence that holds all of boxes, and being the sweet little guy he is, wanted to give it to me as a present. Well, the little fluffball was pretty cute, so I decided to keep it. We took him to the vet and got him vaccinated, and then I named him stamp, since my son found him by the mailbox.

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