We lost a member of our stray cat pride today. Honey has been coming to eat here about every day since last spring. She's a Bruce look-alike, orange stripe tabby with a pretty white belly and socks. We called her Honey cuz her eyes were golden like honey and she was super sweet. We discovered her lying in the middle of the road when we were coming home from our tday dinner at easy child's. I yelped cuz husband almost got her a 2nd time. She looked like she was just lying in the road. I got out to check to see if she was still alive. Of course she wasn't, a car had gotten her. Makes my heart ache. This little cat never hurt anything. She always had a happy purr, a leg rub, and a friendly meow. She never fought with the other strays. She was so sweet that I'd decided with my spring check I'd get her fixed and bring her in. (she was Bruce's "girl-friend" ) Ok. I suppose it's silly to get so sad over a cat that wasn't even really mine. But it's such a shame. To have her family dump her. (and she was very traumatized by being dumped) and to have met that painful end..........with no real family to love her like she deserved to be loved..... Ok. Getting sentimental. Maybe it's the holidays. But I hope she's in a happy place with plenty of birds and fish to chase, trees to climb, and lots of sunning rocks.