Today my beautiful angel cat, Xavier, died. He was hit by a car we presume, as our neighbour saw him on the side of the road and came to tell us.
Xavier was a gorgeous half persian, with the softer thick black fur and the gentlest, yet skittish personality. He did not like to be picked up but would love a gentle rub when he was in the mood.
We found it quite strange that he ran into the road as he was always afraid of loud noises, so we think he might have gotten a fright and bolted.
I did not go out to look at him, I could not stomach it, but Carl says he is convinced he died instantly, which does bring me come degree of comfort. I would hate to even think that he suffered at all. My husband kindly took him to the emergency vet so they could dispose of the body, I did not feel comfortable with burying him here as we live in a complex with very little garden space.
My darling Xavier was not even 2 years old, so practically still a kitten. I love you my boy, and will miss you forever. RIP.
