So very sad. KC found him in the road this morning as he was leaving for work. He turned around and came back to tell me and then got him out of the road so the kids wouldn't see him. I cried. He was only here for a few months, but he was so sweet and I already miss him.
I miss him greeting me when I go outside. I miss watching him chasing leaves in the grass and sunning himself in front of the garage. I miss picking him up and petting him because he was so very cuddly and lovable.
Now I have to go clean his little bowls and his bed off the porch. I am dreading it because Munchkin is home this week, and I'm sure there will be drama about him being gone.
I don't know what happened, because in the whole time he's been here, I have never seen him around the road, so I don't know if he was chasing something or what, but I guess he must have used the last of his nine lives sometime early this morning.
Man, I miss that cat. As irritating as he sometimes could be when he'd knock my flowers off the porch and get muddy footprints everywhere, I still miss him. I didn't realize I was this attached. And I'm glad I picked him up and hugged on him and gave him extra petting and loving last night.
Bye, Pitiful. You are already missed.
(Heartland & Sharpen THIS Photoshop Actions used on the photos in this post are courtesy of Pioneer Woman Photography)