My beautiful, beautiful boy Ginger was ran over tonight and I had to tell the vet over the phone to put him to sleep as we were away.
I'm not sure what happened yet but my suspicion is he was under an electric delivery van, didn't hear it and ended up with a terrible injury. Someone thankfully took him to the vet and I'm almost relieved I didn't see him but equally wish I could have been there for him.
The house is so quiet without him already and I'm absolutely devastated, he'd just turned 5 and I adopted him 4 years ago.
RIP my beautiful Ginger.