Denise: Such sad news here this morning. Minty – the youngest of our cats – was hit by a car this morning at the junction just by the corner of the garden. She brought us so much happiness and feel so upset that such a beautiful little cat – at scarcely 8 months old still a kitten at heart – with such a warm loving personality can be taken away so suddenly. And to think that less than two hours ago she was frolicking in the snow. We will miss her dreadfully, especially her poor brother Tom has never known a day without her to play with or annoy or cuddle up with.  We’ve buried Minty in the garden in a little nest of the very straw she was born in in the old duck-house back in April: I never did get round to cleaning it out! It will be a long day to get through, but we have a few distractions. Tilly is to go back to the vet this morning to have her stitches out, and no doubt we’ll do something else with the long trip there and back. Tilly is a lovely dog, but so strong, both physically and in will – so different to a gentle, soft-mannered cat.  We may still have six cats, but we feel the loss of Minty just the same as if we had only two.