I had a cat named Taters, he was the best cat ever and someone hit him with a car and killed him on September 2, 2008. He was so cute and lovable and we gave him a great home. We had for eight years, since I was little. He was a stray kitten with his mother and we rescued them. I miss him so. I cried for the whole day and night, and would have kept crying if I didn’t have to go to school the next morning. Taters would sleep anywhere in our house and in our yard. He slept on the couch,(the same spot every time), the clean litter box, on our laps, and in a pile of leaves. I’m still so sad!!!! :(

This isn’t the best picture of him, but it is still him.