A Very Sad Day ...

My little kitty, Zoe, was eaten by a fox or coyote on Wednesday night. She loves to be outside and we back to a huge open space where the foxes and coyotes run free. Knowing that, of course, we never leave her out past 5:00 or 6:00pm and don't let her out early either. But it was her quest to push the limits, ALWAYS!! She too, was in the teenage phase of her little life.

We had to go to a Boy Scout meeting the other night and she wouldn't come in -- you chase her and she runs just out of reach -- her fun little game. Anyway, we got home and you could see her but she wouldn't come in. At 9:30 before the kids went to bed she was at the door but when Jacob opened it she ran. SUCH A LITTLE BRAT. I watched the Olympics for a while and called and called her and she wouldn't come. Didn't see her again. We slept with the window wide open and I listened and listened and hardly slept. I woke up at 2:30, 3:45, 4:00, 5:30 and no sign of her. We searched and called before school and found a pile of her fur by the pond. I searched the whole field to see if there was any other sign of her but there wasn't.

She's gone and it makes me soooo sad. We just had to have our older grandma cat put to sleep 2 weeks ago because she had cancer. That is it! I'm done -- the Mom gets way to attached to these little animals. Zoe was my little baby who followed me everywhere I went, slept at the foot of my bed, on my lap when I typed. My heart is broken, especially because she must have been so scared. How can you love those little creatures so much!

The house seems so empty today. The kids are so sad too. I guess that's life.