I lost one of my kittens last night. They were brothers, 8 months old, very close. He was killed on the road outside my house, must have been hit by a car - quiet side road, 7pm on a Sunday night. It just feels so unfair, he was so young. Every time I look at his brother I start crying for him. I’ve had cats all my life, most have lived into old age, so this is a shock.
Not sure what I’m after, but there seems an unreasonably large hole in my life