today was a really hard day. My cat Pumpkin, who has been in our family for over 11 years was killed. We were leaving for church at 8:30 in the morning, and we saw her lying in the yard. My mom unrolled her window and called to her. No response. We got out and sure enough she just lay there. I guess some dogs were running around the neighborhood and they broke her neck. I have no way to describe the loss this is to our family, she has been here for everything. There is not one person who has come into our home that has not loved her. She was my cat, and for so many years she was my friend, and now she is gone. I feel so terrible though, because for the last couple of years I saw her getting old, and I was afraid of losing her so I loved her at a distance as to not be hurt by her if she did go, and in doing so I hurt myself. It's my best/worst defense. I always said I just didn't know what I would do without her, and now shes gone. It came at such an odd time. Both Ashlee and I were here, and are best friend Jessica was home too. It would have been too much for my Mom to bear alone. This is going to take a while.