<p>Receiving a kitten as a gift was not my idea of a birthday present; I was hoping for a rugby shirt. I was happy living alone. Who needed this kitten that didn't follow what I considered usual cat behaviors, like eating fancy canned cat food and using his odor free litter box. When he decided to sleep with me, I was ready to call a halt to the experiment. A cat was not my idea of a bedtime companion. Needless to say, the breaking in period was difficult -- the kitten was having a hard time training me. Our relationship was tenuous at best, until one day he saved my life, and also led me to meeting the love of my life. </p> <p>How could a small white kitten save your life, you ask?</p> <p>What do druids have to do with it?</p> <p>Why would pet food companies, pharmaceutical laboratories and foreign countries want to buy him?</p> <p>The answers to these questions and other amazing feats, including how he got his name, are here to behold in this first story in a series that catalogues the adventures of Whiteknight (Hero Cat) and his growing family.</p> <p> </p>