I’ll try to be to the point; but to start, I had been staying at my parents place while I recovered. They had been taking care of my cat there as well while I was away. I had missed her so much in that time, and I knew she missed me. Now, after a month of being home, I’m going to miss her even more.
We often tried to have her go outside for a little exercise, and it’s mostly ranch land out here. She had been let out in a spot where she could stay safe from the dogs that were loose at the time. We knew she would usually stay put when dogs were running around, but for some reason she tried to move around the house.
All three dogs ended up catching and attacking her. Surprisingly, there wasn’t a mark on her, but she was still really roughed up, breathing heavily and in shock. We brought her inside and tried to calm her down, keep her warm and in good company. Vets weren’t available since it’s a holiday, so we were at a loss of knowing what else to do.
She ended up passing away just over an hour later.
As if the events that happened to me in the last couple months weren’t bad enough, now I have to mourn my cats death at the start of a new year. If this is meant to be an omen of some sort, then I’m not expecting this year to be any better than the last!

I normally wouldn’t write about sad news like this, but I wanted to vent in some other way other than just crying my eyes out.

I’m so sorry this happened to you Layla! Just know that we loved you and that you’ll be missed!