I was getting ready to go to the grocery store when I saw the local stray cat laying in the driveway. I flew out of my car to see if he was alive, but as I got closer I could tell he wasn't.
As I got out of my car, another guy came up asking if I knew who his owner was. I said, "did you run over him???" I must have looked like I was ready to punch him because he put his hands up and took a step back. He said he didn't run him over. I believe him.
I feel bad because I was always talking crap about this cat - he'd poop in my garden and come onto my patio to taunt the girls. But I always talked smack with a smile. He's been here since I moved in a year ago. I'm very sad for him. So say a little prayer for the poor thing.