The Baby Cat was killed this morning...
It was bound to happen, the little bugger was doing great, playing and jumping everywhere, getting stronger every day
He loved however to put itself in dangerous situation, hiding behind the car wheels, forcing his way into door path when the door was closing etc...
Last week, I almost run over him as he was laying behind the wheel, and then almost crushed his head when I was closing the front door as it tried to stick his neck in the narrow path of the doorway, out of control. Definitely a Siamese cat.
Anyway, this week, neighbors warn me that the cat like to say behind the wheel of their car, and that they almost crushed him. Tried to keep the cat enclosed, but as the cat was strong and daring, he would jump anything, surprisingly very high for his young age, and would wonder around without fear.
It was question of time, and every morning when I called his name and it would take a few minutes for him to show up, I always thought that was it.
This morning I called his name for more than the usual, and the little bugger didn't show up. I knew that was it. This is when I found his body not moving outside my gate, at the exact same spot his mother left it to me more than one month ago. The car of the neighbor this morning crushed his little skull as he was resting just behind the wheel. Not a pretty sight as you can imagine.
Should have donated him to the shelter immediately instead of keeping it, the place I live is too dangerous for pets, and there are so many that are killed here on the road, it doesn't make sense to keep them.
RIP poor little Kittie :(