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I need to write about something absolutely awful that has happened in our magical world. I won't be able to simply carry on writing cheerful posts as if nothing has happened without recording it.

On Friday my families hearts were broken. On Friday morning Molly our little ginger cat was with us still. She had her breakfast and then went out to explore. Sometime that day she was hit by a car. Our village has a 30 mile an hour speed limit. The speed signs are quite irrelevant to the majority of drivers who drive as fast as they bloody well like, usually about 60 miles an hour. Molly's sister Ruby was killed by a moron driving too fast and now again we have have lost the most beautiful little cat. One who gave us all so much love and companionship. She was unlike any other cat we've ever had, more like a dog in her friendship.

Little Bun and Molly had a bond like no other. They were best friends and slept together. She was mainly to be found draped over her shoulder or following her about. She waited in the hedge for Mr Bun and Alfie to get back from their morning run each day. Then she woke me up and had a cuddle. She was such a large part of our lives that I see her on every chair, in each part of the garden and house and can't stop crying each time I think of her. We are all bereft, even my parents who loved her dearly. Alfie and Molly slept curled up side by side. Our dog and cat were also great friends.

Our hearts break all the more for the sight of our little girl who is beside herself with grief and her wish to cuddle her cat one more time and for someone to tell her it's all a lie. Molly was in such a mess that we couldn't let her see her. Mr Bun got home first and then called me. We are just thankful that he got there before the children.

There are some who fail to understand this level of grief for an animal. What we feel right now is as strong and as painful as any human loss we've experienced. I fail to make any sense of it and want it be a lie too.