MegF.
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Today my man Topper the cat was killed. He was a free spirit and I called him my Zen kitty as he was so calm and cool and nothing bothered him. I can't believe he's gone. He never went near the road but today he did.....in 50 years of owning animals I've never lost one to being hit......he was the first. He came as a stray when he was just a young boy of 6 months or so....probably escaped his former owner's house. He hated to be kept in and could remove the screens off of windows if necessary to get out. We compromised by allowing him out during the day for as short a time as possible and got him to come in at night. He groomed my dogs, trained fosters to accept cats, was the official greeter of anyone who came to visit and loved to ride in the car if you gave him the opportunity. I was so very very grateful that I saw him immediately after it happened.....one of my dogs started barking and when I looked out to see why I saw him across the street. I was able to get him into the house before he took his final breath in my husband's and my arms. I would have been devasted if I couldn't have found him or found him later and wondered if he had suffered long all alone. He was a wise cat who evidently learned his life's lessons or taught the lessons he came here to teach. We were blessed with almost 10 years of his company and he'll be missed...R.I.P. Zen master....the dogs are sad without you there to groom them, Summer misses her napping partner and Briscoe is lost without his brother there.....Enjoy the Rainbow Bridge....