Porkchop-O'Malley-BabyKitty Woodlief passed away on Sunday, while I was out of town. Nobody knows what happened. My dad found him in the yard when he was leaving for work Monday morning. He said Porky looked like he just laid down and died; there was no blood, and he wasn't near the road. I just hope he wasn't in pain. Daddy buried him in the woods near our house.
It still hasn't really sunk in. I keep expecting to find him sleeping at my feet, or that he'll come looking for me in the yard like he used to do, calling out with his deep "meooooow??" to find out where Iwas.
He was the cutest little googly-eyed baby ever.