She was about 5 yrs old and she was the first cat my husband and I got together. She was run over by a car. I can't go into details. It's so hard b/c my husband is in the Navy and is not here right now, so I am left to grieve with my other cat Opie, and my 18 month old son, who does not understand what has happened. I had to bury her in our yard last night, and it was so difficult. Today, I thought I saw her laying on my bed, and I had to do a double-take, but it was only my comforter, which is also black and white. I can't believe she's gone. I was just at the store yesterday, looking at what gifts I could buy them for Christmas, and now this. It still hasn't completely set in. I have always loved cats. Not liked, but loved. And I have allergies, too, but I take Flonase so I can have them as pets. And I sometimes break out in the hives from petting them, but I love cats. And they are more like family rather than pets. Any of you who have cats know who runs the house! I am so grief-stricken. My little missy (her nickname) is gone. She was such a beautiful long-hair. Her fur was so soft. She would play hockey with my son's little people toys. It was hilarious. Sometimes, she would meow and walk into the room with one of our socks hanging out of her mouth, like a dog! She would make us laugh. And now she's gone. I was thinking about getting a headstone made for our yard to put by where she is buried. If anyone know where I could order it, that would be helpful. Thanks.