Sad Day...

I got up early this morning to go workout. As I was pulling out of the driveway something on the side of the road caught my eye...it was Cowboy.

She couldn't have been there long because of course, my initial reaction was to run to her and see if there were any signs of life. Sadly, there were not.

We got Cowboy a month after we got married. Next month would have made three years. She was the first pet that was "ours". Marty had Mack and I eventually got Honey and Tyke, but she was "ours".

I know they are just pets and our two cats don't even get to stay in the house anymore since we moved. We let them inside occasionally, but not anything like we used to. It's just so upsetting because they were so good at staying out of the road. If I was outside, they'd follow me around and to the curb, but if they even heard a vehicle coming they ran straight for our front door. We do, however, live on a fairly busy street and people fly up and down all the time.

Enough of that. Here are a few pictures of her.

This is one of my favorite pictures of her. She's only about a year old here. Notice the cute collar...I bought four or five nice collars and she lost all of them. Cats were not meant to wear collars.

Here she is with a couple of her kittens. I think these were from her second litter.

Here are she and L.C. (her kitten that we kept) in our old house.

This first one is of her and Tyke when he was just a puppy. They love to cuddle up and snuggle together.

She loved to cuddle and be held like a baby. And unlike L.C. she was much more snuggly. It was

kind of a crummy way to start my day to say the least. And on top of that, we couldn't swim due to the lightning. No workout this morning=me feeling very draggy.