So on my way home from work today a black cat runs out in front of my truck so I slam on the brakes to avoid it. I really didn't think anything of it. I get back up to speed, and about 50 yards in front of me a little girl sprints out into the middle of the street between two parked cars, and I had to hit the brakes to avoid her as well.
I thought to myself "man, I've almost hit two things on the same street." I didn't really think about it until I got home, but I realized that the cat kept me from hitting the little girl.
I'm a big believer that everything happens for a reason. I think this was one of those situations. Somebody was looking out for me and that little girl.