My dad just knocked on my door and asked me if I’d seen Nyx today. I said no, and he told me I should walk around the corner and look because he thought he saw Nyx dead on the side of the road. I couldn’t go. I woke Joey and asked him if he saw Nyx when he came home and he said he saw her body but wasn’t sure, then knew it was her when she didn’t meet him at the door when he got home from work.
I’m sick to my stomach. I threw her outside last night around 1am because she was being so loud, crashing around the house and causing a ruckus. I couldn’t sleep. She’s an indoor/outdoor cat, but usually she sticks to my yard and my parents yard. We live in a quiet cul de sac, not much traffic at all. I never saw her in the road except for when she walked across to my parents and back, at my side. Every time she’s outside and I call she’s right there. I didn’t think she’d venture a few blocks off and cross the street. That’s what I get for thinking I guess.
She just weaned her kittens and I’m guessing she might have gone into heat again. Otherwise she’d usually not wander far or be such a nuisance. She was going to get fixed next week. I should have done it sooner, but I’ve been putting it off for a myriad of reasons. Mainly we’ve been so busy. I know this is my fault.
I’m going to miss my catdog. That’s what I called her because she’d always walk at my side to and from mom and dad’s all day, like a dog. Heh.
Liana took it ok. Lillie is going to cry. Michael is going to be broken hearted too, Nyx loved him best.
Darn it.
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