My Shelley did the same thing with her kills. We used to joke that our backyard looked like an especially bloody episode of a new show: CSI: Long Island. We called her The Grey Death.
She died last year, at the age of 18. Miss her terribly. Thankfully, we had just gotten a new kitten, and of course we still have our dog, Ranger to keep us company.
BTW, all our cats have always been indoor/outdoor cats, and all have lived to be ripe old ages. One of them (my Mittens) lived to be 23! I got her as a stray kitten when I was 5, and she died two weeks before my wedding day when I was 28.
No car accidents, no serious fights with dogs (that’s what trees are for), no diseases...really nothing to write home about. Oh! Except for the abovementioned Shelley. She got her tail caught in the back door on her way outside. Had to go to the vet for that one, and the tip of her tail was permanently bent from it.
Sorry to hear about your kitty, though. It’s very hard when they die, isn’t it?
Regards,
Yes. They are family and are remembered in our hearts forever.
My Sully who was hit by the car was quite young: maybe two or three. But I do not blame the outdoors. Life is life for animals same as people. Sometimes bad things happen.
I do think there are many choices for owners of cats and that most choices are perfectly fine. The animal will adapt.