black cat crossing my path

black cat crossing my path

Originally uploaded by cicatrix.

Once upon a time there was a cat named Lucie. I first met her sometime in the mid to late autumn of 2003, when she was just a tiny kitten. She was very bright and inquisitive, and very affectionate, a little bundle of shiny black fur, green eyes, and tiny needle-sharp claws. It was love at first sight. I spoilt her dreadfully I suppose - I bought the best food, toys and litter I could find - but it didn’t seem to affect her disposition adversely, she remained playful and affectionate throughout. When she was almost grown up it was springtime, and when the other cats went outside it was difficult to stop her from doing so. And she loved it so much I would not have had the heart to stop her even if I could. And she loved it outside. She played even more if possible and was still just as affectionate.

One night at around this time of year in 2004, Lucie did not come home. We were very worried and looked for her and called her but she did not come, so eventually we went to bed and slept a troubled sleep. In the morning I found her. She had been hit by a car sometime that night or early that morning. Someone had picked her up and put her in a box by the side of the road. By the look of the injuries I don’t think she could have suffered long, she must have died almost instantly. I didn’t go into work that day.

I have not had a cat again since then. I would like to, but it will happen when it’s meant to.

I still miss her