My beloved, loving, sweet, caring and beautiful cat, Milkshakes, was killed today by either Ressie (she lives right next door and thinks cats cause witchcraft and are the work of demons and Satan) or The Two Fatties (they live directly north of out house, about a couple minutes walk, but from my porch, I can see their house.)
When we found her, we had left our house and she wasn't in the road. About thirty minutes later or so, we came back from the down town store and she was laying in the middle of the road. Right next to Ressie's mailbox and The Two Fatties' mailbox.
But see, Milkshakes was very smart, she never went in the middle of the road, she stayed to the right or left sides, evading cars.
The weird thing is, she hadn't been hit by a car, there was a hole about an inch wide under her chin, up through her head.
Someone had either shot her while holding her up, or drove something sharp down on her. This cat was too sweet, and probably had been called over by the murders and then killed alive and thrown onto road. Her death upsets me very much, she was like a little kid to me, one I loved dearly, she had three kittens who still need milk, but now they've lost their mother and their food. One orange kitten, Oliver, is depressed now, and I don't even know why he is, it could be because of Milkshakes, but he wasn't there and didn't see it because he's locked up.

So, noticing that she didn't die from a car, I grew very angry. So now, I'm going to do some very evil things to the cat/witch haters.
Like making stick figures and laying them around their houses.
They deserve a few heart attacks and such lol
I mean it though, it will happen and they will never harm another cat!

Link to my dear, dear Milkshakes -- [link] and [link]