Kitties

I ran over one of our cats this morning. Specifically, MY cat, Kramer, that I had before I even met Chris. I felt it when I ran him over and I immediately knew what happened. He was alive when I last saw him.

Between Chris and I, we spent four hours looking for him. Neither of us had any luck.

Late tonight, Chris was plagued by guilt from watching “The Dog Whisperer” and decided to take the dog out on a random walk. That’s when he found the cat.

They’re at the emergency vet right now. Kramer’s eyes are pretty messed up and his jaw is quite obviously broken. But he meowed a few times and is alive and breathing.

Update when I can.