I Saw You, It Was My Cat!

The week before we moved, hobby was driving home and found our little cat on the road. Oh god, she had been run over. He came home and told me, and i sent him with a bin bag to get the cat so we could bury her in the garden of his parents house. As he was lifting the cat, this elderly man said, o you killed that cat hubby said, no, it's my cat. A few days later, i saw a lady putting posters up of a missing cat. She was distinctly black and white with a pink collar and a silver bell. I thought, oh, i bet she's been goine between us. And as sheas