Our sweet and quirky little outside cat, Catara, was hit by a car and passed away today.
I know I make lots of jokes about how I’m a total dog person, but boy will I miss this little kitty’s funny personality and excitement to see us everyday.
She was a cat that totally thought she was a dog – affectionate, sweet and always ready to run from wherever she was in the neighborhood to say hi when she saw us arriving at home.
One of my favorite memories of Catara was several months back, watching her follow us down the street for a couple of blocks as we embarked on a family walk – meowing incessantly, probably complaining about fast we were going.
A funny little furball, with a broken tail, smushed nose and a voice that sounded like she smoked a couple of packs a day. We loved her.
RIP little kitty cat. Our house will be different without your constant meowing chatter, bizarre eating habits, footprints on our cars and constant desire to rub up on us to talk about your day.