Well I got home last night and came to a dead halt in the road to find that someone had run over our pregnant outside cat. I of course went running inside crying to tell dad, he was so upset and he went out at 1015 to give them a burial in our yard along with all the other little strays and Killian. She just started hanging around again (she was born last summer sometime) and mom and dad have been feeding her and her siblings. I can't believe this happened. My heart leaped into my throat and I had to go cuddle Finnegan. She was just getting to the point where she'd let us get near her and mom noticed the other night that she was preggers. I had talked to her just tuesday night and we did blinkies from a distance, when i got home she was sitting in the carport when I pulled up, like she was waiting for me. I was hoping she'd get to be more friendly so I could maybe take her in or at least find her a good home. I do know they've been living in the neighbor down the streets garage and she leaves food out for them too.. *sigh* I know I'm rambling but I just feel so bad I'm done before I start again.. Hopefully Killian found her fast and they're all playing at the rainbow.......
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6/23/05 at 5:36pm