Today as I approached my driveway coming home from work, I found my favorite, Mama's kitty dead on the road in front of our neighbor's driveway. I never knew he crossed the road, the dumbass! I stopped and picked him up and put him on my car and drove into the driveway. I know this was my Zeke as he had a chipped front tooth and an unmistakable forked tongue from a run in with a pony. I called Steve down from my cell phone and he brought down a box. His body was still warm against the pavement when I picked him up. I will bury him later. Now, I'll crawl into bed and ball myself to sleep. Zeke was my kitty only and talked to me, we would pander meows back and forth and he would mimic my meows and he accepted only cuddles from me. I will miss my Zekie forever. I feel like I let him down, somehow. Of all of our cats, only two really like to go outside and even though there is a fence, they obviously still get through it. I miss my kitty! Rest in peace, my special kitty. Mama loves you and I hope you are in God's hands, being cuddled and pandered too.
My other black kitty, Pywackette is nearly 20 yrs old and is fading fast, refusing to eat, purring all of time. I know she will be next. This sucks!