Quite a while back, another person and I were traveling across a good portion of the country. One evening, as we stopped at a motel for the night and checked in to our room, there was a small grey kitten meowing outside our door. It sounded like it was saying "Mommy? Mommy?" to us.

Neither of us knew much about taking care of cats or kittens, but we improvised. We brought back some meat from our dinners, in case the kitten was still there. It was, and it enjoyed the dinner and the water we set up next to it. We left it outside so it could take care of its bodily needs outside the room. We checked back a bit later there, and it was still there, and still calling out occasionally. So we decided it should come in to the room with us for the night.

It was a good bedroom companion. It got some skritches from each of us, and when we went to our respective beds, it came over and curled up on the pillow next to me. When I woke up in the morning, it was still there. We brought back some milk from our breakfasts, which it enjoyed while we packed up. We brought it back outside when we checked out. I hope it eventually found its mom, or its person.