This is the last picture I took of Tar Baby, aka the Lap Hog, before she disappeared last Tuesday evening/Wednesday morning. As indicated, she loved to sit on your lap, and have you pet her, and she was so silky soft. I miss her.
She had developed a taste for going outside, and running away to avoid capture. In a coyote-filled area, that turned out to be a fatal attraction for her, and a meal for a coyote. I don't have any doubt as to what happened; there's coyote droppings all over the place, but I never see the coytes. She likely didn't, either.
RIP, Tar Baby. I'll get past it. I've still got four other cats that need love. And there's space for another.