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Slow down!
My cat was recently hit by a speeding car and killed, and I still can't believe it. Simba, our fat, orange cat was the alpha male of the house. His meow sounded more like a lion's call to the wild then a regular 12- pound Tabby's call for wet cat food. I still turn around waiting to see him lying there stretched out on his back, but he's never there. I know that everything that lives must die as well, but it is certainly a hard lesson to swallow. Our other cat and dog seem to sense what has happened because they mope around. My dog lies near the grave we created for Simba which is odd because of course they hated each other. To honor Simba, I drive especially slow in neighborhoods just in case another loved family pet tries to cross the road unnoticed.
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