shorthorsemom
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He was a feral kitty gone friendly and he was my buddy. He was born outside to a feral cat, but my kids found him and tamed him and he was a really cool cat, although he didn't want to have anything to do with living indoors. He had an assortment of huts outside and his favorite place was to sit in the sun on our back porch and hang out with the dogs when they went in and out and sometimes he would get under a dog and come right into the house like he was one of the pack. He waited in one bush every night for me to come home from the barn and no matter what the hour, he waited and he gave me the tail high slow walk escort tripping me all the way to the porch. He walked with me for every manure load dump to the field and back again and laid in my stables to watch me clean stalls every day. First thing yesterday morning taking my daughter to school I noticed a cat was hit on the road. It was a bad hit and the hair was ruffled so badly I didn't think it was any of my cats because the color didn't look familiar, so I assumed that it was a drop off cat that didn't know to stay out of the road. We took the cat off the road for a proper burial anyway, but really didn't think it was one of our guys. Even told the kids it wasn't one of ours, thought it was a drop off cat, we have been flooded with dumped cats these past few months....
Our cats were all disturbed recently out of normal pattern when the gang busting team of tree trimmers for PECO went down the road. Only three of my 6 cats checked in last night and my cat lovingly named "chub" wasn't at his place in the bush. My husband and I had a horrible thought about the cat we found on the road... Probably was chubby. Who ever hit the cat just left it right in the middle of the road. I don't understand how somebody can crush somebodys cat and just leave it in the road for your kids to see going to school. So many of our cats are similar in color, so I am still not positive it is my beloved chub. It was a really bad hit. Chub or not, I am terribly bummed about the accident. Cars drive too fast on our road. We havent had a decent rain in so long and the ground is like a cement rock to dig... and I was still trying to dig a deep enough hole for chub at midnight last night after three failed attempts at digging a hole, ugh.... Going out to finish the burial this morning. Poor chub, I couldn't even get him in the ground right away. He was such a cool cat. Wings chub, you didn't deserve that.
update... got him buried in an area he liked to hide in to jump out at me in the dark... my husband came up to help me, hung up the milkers on the cows and came up to the house helped me get the hole big enough. He sure was a big cat, bigger than 4 of my dogs. Rest in peace chub... praying the rest of my guys come home soon. Update, we are pretty sure it is chub... pretty darn sad to have the cat hit so badly that you aren't sure which one it is. Car might have thought they hit a raccoon. He was that color. so is his mom, still waiting for her to check in. take care guys, thanks for letting me cry this out in print.
Our cats were all disturbed recently out of normal pattern when the gang busting team of tree trimmers for PECO went down the road. Only three of my 6 cats checked in last night and my cat lovingly named "chub" wasn't at his place in the bush. My husband and I had a horrible thought about the cat we found on the road... Probably was chubby. Who ever hit the cat just left it right in the middle of the road. I don't understand how somebody can crush somebodys cat and just leave it in the road for your kids to see going to school. So many of our cats are similar in color, so I am still not positive it is my beloved chub. It was a really bad hit. Chub or not, I am terribly bummed about the accident. Cars drive too fast on our road. We havent had a decent rain in so long and the ground is like a cement rock to dig... and I was still trying to dig a deep enough hole for chub at midnight last night after three failed attempts at digging a hole, ugh.... Going out to finish the burial this morning. Poor chub, I couldn't even get him in the ground right away. He was such a cool cat. Wings chub, you didn't deserve that.
update... got him buried in an area he liked to hide in to jump out at me in the dark... my husband came up to help me, hung up the milkers on the cows and came up to the house helped me get the hole big enough. He sure was a big cat, bigger than 4 of my dogs. Rest in peace chub... praying the rest of my guys come home soon. Update, we are pretty sure it is chub... pretty darn sad to have the cat hit so badly that you aren't sure which one it is. Car might have thought they hit a raccoon. He was that color. so is his mom, still waiting for her to check in. take care guys, thanks for letting me cry this out in print.
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