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Bad Tidings

Our cat, Åsa, was hit by a car and killed last night. We got her, and her sister Pia–who died the same way in almost exactly the same place three-and-a-half years ago–two weeks after Lydia and I moved to Sweden. I have a little empty feeling now that they’re both gone.

Counting Ola, we’ve now lost three cats to cars in just over three years. Until we lost Pia, I’d had only a half-dozen or so cats, maximum, fall victim to ill-timed street crossings in my entire life, and I’ve had very, very many cats (read an old Mosaic Minds article I wrote about the subject back when my writing was still witty and inspired). I don’t know if we’re having a run of particularly bad cat luck, or if I was just especially lucky before, but right now I’m seriously considering keeping all future cats indoors. The odds just don’t seem to be in our favor.

 

8 thoughts on “Bad Tidings

  1. I’m really sorry. This exact thing is why we stopped having indoor/outdoor cats. We never had a problem…until we had a problem and the price was too high.

  2. Ugh – I’m so sorry. A little piece of the past has died, and
    it’s always sad when we’re forced to let go.

    The same thing happened to us, and our kitties are now indoor
    kitties only. Much harder to do in Sweden though, especially
    since it’s not like you live in an apt.

  3. Beverly, I’m so sorry about your kitty. I was never a “cat” person until Leslie decided to visit Sweden. She left her beautiful persian kitty Chloe in my care–well all I was going to do was feed her every day. But the beautiful kitty looked so lonely sitting in the window every day that I took her home with me. And when Les came back from her visit–she graciously allowed me to keep her. She is definitely an inside cat and so is her little brother–a siamese mix named Rascal. I live on a very busy highway and I couldn’t bear to think what might happen if they were outside. And now I am very much a “cat” person. So I am very sorry for your loss.

    Leslie’s Auntie

  4. Thank you, everyone, for the kind thoughts and comments. I’m not much of a cat person myself, but I still get very attached to them, and it’s surprising how big a hole they can leave behind them when they go. One of our remaining cats, Prins Bertil, is tiger-striped like Åsa was, and now and then when I see him from the corner of my eye I think that it’s her. I still get a pang every time I realize that it’s not. 🙁

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