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My cat (Max) escaped from the house one night, and I didn't even realize he got out until the next morning. I had just gone through an awful breakup, and I was sick with worry and guilt.

At about 7pm that evening, I got a knock on the door. A man asked if I was missing a cat. It turns out the man found Max after he'd been hit by a truck. He saw my cat laying in the road on the way to work, and stopped to see if he could do anything. He was an electrician with a full day of house visits, so he drove around with my cat in his car all day as he went through his work day. He kept Max warm, gave him water, and even split his ham sandwich with him.

I asked how he could possibly know it was my cat (he's a master at getting out of his collar, so didn't have his tags when the man found him).

Turns out, after his shift, he went door to door down the entire road where he found Max, asking if anyone was missing a cat. He said he loved cats, and would want someone to do the same for him.

He went back to his car, got my cat, and asked if it would be ok if he said a prayer for us. I'm not at all religious, but I said yes. He prayed for my cat's full recovery, and long life. He then got back in his truck and drove away.

The whole interaction lasted maybe 5 minutes, and I never even got his name. My cat made a full recovery, and is sleeping next to me as I write this, 8 years later. It's the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me, and it came at a time where I was feeling pretty down about humans.

I wish I knew who he was and I could thank him properly, I'll never forget it.