I was leaving for school today and as I turned onto the main road, I look and saw a cat laying on the side of the road. I see animals all the time that had been hit by cars, but for some reason this morning I actually LOOKED. I thought it resembled my in-laws' cat Smoky, but I thought it was too small. For whatever reason, I called hubby and had him check it out. Thirty minutes later he texts me to say that yes, it was him.

Smoky was known for darting out the door if it was open even a crack. He used to be an outdoor cat, but because of the incident earlier this year with my in-laws' cat Emma, they have been trying very very hard to keep all of the cats indoors and not allowing them to bolt outside. Smoky thought he was the exception.

My mother in law is taking it especially hard, since they really have been trying so hard to keep them in since they moved, and especially since Emma's accident.

Smoky was also Double-Oh's partner in crime, those two were best buds

RIP, little (big) guy