Sad day.
Came home today to see my mom and my old pre-school teacher sitting on the steps. My mom introduced her to Claire, and then told me about my cat. She said he had died.
Claire left shortly after, when my dad arrived, and we went out to see him.
They had said it looked like nothing short of a bobcat had gotten him, to me this meant he was complete, but mauled badly and dead.
Oh no. His head and two front legs were sitting in the neighboors back lawn, his intestine dragged out long behind him. Perhaps 20 feet behind this his collar and a mess of fur lay in the grass.
We think a coyote must have gotten him.
His health had been going down the drain, and he was getting old, but this was certainly not how we expected him to go.
Claire left shortly after, when my dad arrived, and we went out to see him.
They had said it looked like nothing short of a bobcat had gotten him, to me this meant he was complete, but mauled badly and dead.
Oh no. His head and two front legs were sitting in the neighboors back lawn, his intestine dragged out long behind him. Perhaps 20 feet behind this his collar and a mess of fur lay in the grass.
We think a coyote must have gotten him.
His health had been going down the drain, and he was getting old, but this was certainly not how we expected him to go.