The Case of the Cat Ghost

To get the full benefit of this post, you'll want to read the one below, posted earlier today.

Okay, so now you know that our cat got hit by a car and that Evan took it in to be put to sleep this afternoon. On his way home from the animal hospital he picked up a kit the vet recommended that would allow us to bottle feed the kitten. He buried Emily when we got home and that was that.

After dinner I headed up to Chloe's room to get the kitten for her first feeding. Imagine my utter SHOCK at seeing EMILY in the closet with her baby!!! Now we do have another black and white cat, a male named Casey, but he looks different enough that I can tell them apart even when they're not side by side. So I know Casey wasn't in there trying in vain to feed the poor orphaned kitten. It was definitely, without a doubt, Emily. So that leaves us with a very puzzling mystery--whose cat did we put to sleep?! The only other family on the hill with a black and white cat assured me theirs was down in their basement this evening. I could have sworn on a stack of Bibles that the cat we killed and buried today was ours, but apparently not.

Lindsay reminded me that cats have nine lives--but not literally!!! I'm totally weirded out. Very glad our cat is okay, but definitely weirded out. And from now on Emily and Casey are indoor cats. Our proximity to the road is lethal. (We've lost one cat to the road and Lindsay has lost one or two.) We're also going to get safety cones to help keep the kids from getting too close to the road and to warn people who drive into our yard to watch for kids. Today's incident made us more aware of the danger to the kids.