Someone hit him and drove off. My son found him by the mailbox. He was always an outdoor cat, he was street smart so I can't believe this happened.
I am devastated, I can't sleep. My heart is broken and I hate this feeling. When I wake up in the morning for a minute everything will feel normal, then I will remember what happened and it's like tearing a scab off a wound.
For the first time in 5 years he will not be running up to the car door to greet me when I get home.
I am devastated, I can't sleep. My heart is broken and I hate this feeling. When I wake up in the morning for a minute everything will feel normal, then I will remember what happened and it's like tearing a scab off a wound.
For the first time in 5 years he will not be running up to the car door to greet me when I get home.