More nightmares! I'm standing on the road, at the crest of the hill on Bell Road facing toward my parents' house. Muezza is stitting in the road, right in the middle of the lane. A large Cadillac comes up the hill - surely the driver will see the cat and avoid it, but it just keeps coming, and all I can see is the huge grill. At the last moment it swerves over into the other lane, but Vita was sitting in the road right behind Muezza, and I hear an ominous splat.

I run up there, but all that is left is a little tuft of fur, and a bloody mark. It's like a movie - why did they need to put in that terrible sound? It continues ringing in my head.