Today I came home around 4:30 after work.

Then just when I headed outside to leave for JC at around 7:30, I find Molly lying in the street.

This is definitely a tragic mark in my life... I have so much experience in dealing with dead pets, but I have yet to cope with the death of a human being. And I have a feeling that that would be 10x worse... :/

Just know that today my favorite cat died... it really blew. I loved her so much, and it felt like she and I had formed this "bond." I am at least glad that she had lasted as long as she did. We've had her for years. She and have gone through "omg u bitch" era. I think it was just kitty PMS. But I can never forget how much she was worth to me, and how much of a cuddle buddy she was for me. I'm going to miss her so much. ._.