One morning in February, a skinny black kitten walked up to Pieter in our wood garden. He picked her up and came into the house to show her to me. She was so hungry and so skinny, with a scar over her nose... must have been in a fight. Who in the world would put such a tiny kitten out to fend for itself? The rest is history... we took her in and loved her to death.
You see the scar above her nose?
Silencing Snuffy the rabbit...
Spooky would nap with Snuffy...
Guess, she wanted a play-mate...
We got her spayed and she had all her medical check-ups; she was very healthy.
Until one day, when a car came racing down the hill, going way too fast...
Spooky got killed in front of Pieter's eyes! The driver never stopped. Pieter rushed up the stairs to tell me that our Spooky had been hit by a car. I did fly down the stairs and when I picked her up, her head hung... She was killed instantly, though no visible wounds... Only one-and-a-half years old. She was so playful and happy. That hurts!
Spooky I was so loved...
We did replace her with Spooky II
Tomorrow you can read the sequel about Spooky I and II
Tomorrow you can read the sequel about Spooky I and II