I died today. I was only about 5 weeks old. I should've grown up to be a beautiful tuxie but I guess it just wasn't meant to be. I met my death in a high traffic area, far away from farms and homes and even pet stores, so I'm not sure how I even got there. I think maybe someone tossed me from their moving car. A lady saw me and I could tell that she wanted to help but I was already dead and there was no place for her to pull her car over w/out causing an accident, so she started to cry and had no choice but to keep driving. I did see her pull her car over later in a safe area because she was crying so hard. It's ok, lady. I'm safe now. I'm at the Rainbow Bridge, recovering from my wounds and making friends w/other kittens like me who were thrown away before they even got a chance to grow up. If you have a minute, though, please say a prayer for other kittens out there who might get sent to the Bridge in such a violent way. In the meantime, I'll be here to greet them and help them grow big and strong and we'll play and romp together because we didn't get to do it while on earth. And I'll be waiting for the lady whom I know is wishing right now that she had been there when my "accident" happened. Thank you all for your prayers and for helping all of my brothers and sisters still on earth who need your help.