One of my son's kittens has been run over and killed. He found her by the road when he was cycling home from uni. The poor thing was only 8 months old
I posted about them a few months ago as they came to stay with me while he got his place finished and ready to move in to. They were going to be be drowned if they didn't find a home and they were only 5 weeks old.
Her sister is very confused and clingy tonight. Poor grandkitty has been buried under her favourite tree in their garden.
Aww I'm sorry. I lost one of my cats at 7 months in the same way. It still hurts a bit when i look a photos of her even though it was 12 years ago. Her sister died this year of kidney failure. It really hard but try to remember the happy moments rather than think of the what if's.