Day Three: Something/someone you're thankful you found after you lost it/them.
Spider-Man. Despite my incredible urge to choke him from time to time I doubt most people know that I was almost in tears when Suzy called to tell me that he had been found. He's not a special breed or color, but he's a special reminder. There's no other cat like him and there never could be.
He will most likely never learn to “stay/get the hell off of my table” like is ask. Which means my table cloths will never stay straight, but oh well.