R.I.P. Oliver

He looked up at me with great yellow eyes in the pet store.

He was frisky, energetic, ADHD, determined, and a beautiful little cat. They called him Texas in the store. At night, the pet store let the cats out to roam and climb. It made them very healthy cats.

He was hit by a passing motorist sometime in the morning, June 6, 2011. I shall miss him dearly. He loved being outside but, instead of exploring our acreage, had to cross the road where the 'mice friends' were better.

I'm sorry for the motorist who hit him. Too bad they couldn't stop to put him on the side of the road. My poor hubby found him. Now, a week later, the blood has gone. 

Percy and FLuffy, 1970s

I tried to wash the blood off of the pavement, but was afraid for my life as I sprinkled water from the watering can onto the asphalt.

It brings back memories of the day I was 8 or 10, and someone came to the door to ask if the cat on the road was mine. Of course not, I told her, Spanky was...I peered over her shoulder, kind soul, alas, it was.

Ollie loved the snow, wetland, as much as the forest leaves. Chased mice, birds, squirrels, geese, wild turkey and deer. He had a great life and we loved him. May 2007 - June 6, 2011.