But yesterday, we found out that Binoo was hit by a car, and she died. My dad found her lying in a ditch beside our house.
We were all shocked. I cried. I loved that cat - she was only 3 years old - and I missed her.
Today we had a small "funeral" for Binoo. My family shared memories of Binoo. Like the way she always slept in my bed - her favorite sleeping spot - and the time she killed a giant mouse - she was a great hunter - and brought it to the door. I put the last flowers of season on her grave - purple pansies - And I cried again.