Run over by speeding car right outside our house this morning. The neighbours saw it happen and rescued her body. We are on holiday - all our lovely friends have rallied around and taken her to the vet. They have shut Boykitten in the house with a litter tray and keeping him in until we get home.
I am devastated - she was MY cat. She was a feisty wee thing and the rest of the family were a bit wary of her but she and I bonded. I work at home and every day at 110:00 and 15:00 she'd leap up on the desk with a chirrup, roll herself into the crook of my left arm, lie on her back and put my chin until I scritched her. She'd go in absolute conniptions and drool all over my elbow.
SHe was only 8 months old. I keep ducking into corners to weep.
I am dreading going home to sort out what to do with the body. The vet says we can view but I don't think I can.