Got home at 9:30am from dropping the kids off at school. Rachel stayed home today because she needed to see Dr Ann, our psych. I have appts with her the first Thursday of every month to talk about whichever kid I needed to. I got Rachel up and we were out the door by 10:00am. As the neighbor left her house to walk her dog, we backed out of the driveway. We saw a dead cat down the road. Rachel jumped out of the van and ran to the animal along with the neighbor. I pulled behind them in the van. It was who we thought it was---"Leo". The only cat in the whole world that every single person on our road loved! Friendly, outgoing, NO FEAR--of anything. The cat would jump into everyone's cars when they would open the door. Or into your house when the door opened. Great cat!
The worst thing for anyone is to find the cat, in a pool of blood with the head smashed. Especially hard on Rachel---who considered this cat--"hers". She's been crying on/off all day. Cried at the psych's and can't go to sleep tonight. I'm sure the image is fresh in her mind of that cat on the road.
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