She was still just a kitten really - only about 8 months old.
Florence - she went out last night after her tea - didn't come back in, which was unusual, but not worryingly so. This morning, no sign of her. I have two other, older cats. They were there, but no Florence. Waited for a bit, fed them, then went to look for her.
She was lying on her side in the garden. Not a mark on her, and she looks just as if she dropped dead - maybe a heart attack?
I'm typing this through tears. She was such a wee sweetie, and she hasn't even seen a summer. Yesterday was a sunny day - like today - and she was running about, catching flies and being happy and lovely.
Can't believe she's gone.