When I was little i had a grey cat named meow meow and she was so cute I loved her and she loved me. She would sleep otutside sometimes and sometimes inside and that is what I love about her. I also loved to watch her eat up her food in her food dish and hen her fatal day came. Since she is an outdoor cat she was walking across the street and a car was coming toward her and BAAM she was gone. Her soul lifted from her body and she was dead lying there. And to think I was sleeping on the couch so I never got to say goodbye. My dad carried her body into our yard and she was burried that day. That is my story of my cat. (sorry there is no pictures available).