Friday, July 16, 2010

Niceland # 24 - Dangerous Reykjavik

Our youngest of three cats was killed near Aegissida. He was hit by a car while crossing the street.
Cars are the number one killer of cats in Iceland. It has nothing to do with Icelanders or how they drive; there's a greater presence of outdoor cats on the street. 
Between the ages of one and two, cats are the most daring. We had always been nervous when letting our youngest cat outside.  Given, most cats have strange personality traits that individualize them from the group, our cat was extremely independent. He was an explorer.


We buried him in an Adidas shoe box wrapped in a giant rhubarb leaf with pink cat-tail flowers on top. Overall, it's been a sad few weeks.

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