I had to bury one of the cats, today

I had to bury one of the cats, this afternoon. Hammie Horatio was knocked down by a car.

She liked to hunt in the woods around here, and was often crossing the road; she liked to appear for dinnertime, and often just dropped by to idle an afternoon sunning herself on the deck. She always looked somewhat bemused, as if life were presenting her with one surprising little thing after another, and was sharp and a disciplinarian with the kittens. 

We'll miss her.

We've concluded that Horatio was hit. He looks almost identical to his sister - there's one difference, but the condition of his body was such that I couldn't tell. Horatio really was part of the family; he loved to snooze all day on the bed. With the warm weather, he was out and about a bit more. He loved chasing our feet, under the covers, and he really enjoyed his morning milk with his Oscar; and he always loved to snuggle with Copper - Copper, in turn, was quite devoted to Horatio. 

At least he died instantly. Geeze, I'm having a really hard time writing this. I'll miss the little guy; just last night I gave him a hug, and told him to be careful, and that he was loved. :-(

Carolyn Ann