It will take me some time and, at the moment, I still cannot grasp it. Yesterday afternoon, I found the street cat Sparky dead on our parking lot in front of the building. He was already stiff and must have died in the morning or around noon. I don’t know how he died but my guess is that he fell off our porch from the first floor. People say that cats always fall onto their feet but, somehow, it didn’t work this time.
Sparky loved playing with his two siblings and together they were into a lot of mischief. 🙂 Maybe it happened while their were rumbling around, who know. I was shocked and now I can understand every pet owner losing his pet. I started crying and couldn’t believe that one can get so used to having a pet around. Sparky was only with me for a month but I knew him since the end of April.
I continue feeding the rest of his family outside but, for the time being, I would not accept another pet.