This is my cat Tucker.
I got Tucker and his sister and two brothers when they were a day old on May 1st 2004. I bottle fed all four of them and completely raised them by hand. These four cats are the closest to children I’ll ever have. (That doesn’t sound pathetic if you know them.)
I was paranoid last night about Tucker being outside because he’s (nearly) a black cat and it was (nearly) Halloween. I brought him inside at (nearly) 2 am even though he hates being inside. He begged all night to be let outside, his meow always sounds like he’s saying “now? Now? Maybe now? How about now?”
We finally let him out this morning after a lot of begging.
At around 8 am, a lady came to our door to tell us that our little kitty had been hit by a car.
I’ve spent the majority of today crying and holding my little Tucker until we handed him over to get cremated.
I love you Tucker, I’ll miss you.
