Ok, my day started out great. Been up since 4 AM... got things done around the house.. then had to run a few errands... that when my day went to pieces..

How you ask?

Well, got into my bronco, like I always do, put the key in the ignition, put on my seat belt, and fired up the bronco to hear loud freaky noise under the hood (here I am freaking out a bit thinking, "oh no, please dont break down old girl~ been nothing wrong with you up to this point")... turned it off, popped the hood, I killed a kitten that must have gotten up in the engine compartment over night. I feel so bad. I cried the whole time I was picking up its body and digging a hole for it....

Makes me so mad that ppl have to let cats/kittens run loose for things like this to potentially happen. It is not fair to them, mind you, I am not a huge cat fan, we have had our share over the years, but still, they do not deserve to be left to run the streets and fend for themselves.