Newman, who was the same age as Daisy, if I remember correctly, just disappeared one day. It escaped outside (you probably know that cats usually like to go outside, but we know the danger and we don't let them go) one day, never to return. During the night, we went to search him. There is a little wood behind our house, so we thought he might be there. Newman was black and it was really dark, so there was no way we could ever see Newman. I was calling him loudly "NEWMAN!! WHERE ARE YOU !? Answer me, please..." and I heard a cry. I'm not sure if I heard correctly but I think I heard a soft "meow" coming from the woods. However, my lamp was so weak I couldn't see him. My whole family was inside and I couldn't scream them to get me a stronger lamp. Unfortunately, I had to get inside and quickly take the lamp by myself. By the time I got back, the cry was gone. I never saw Newman again. He was my best buddy... I don't think the cry was logically Newman's, but I still believe it was. That he called me for the last time, or told me "goodbye" before moving on to a new life.
It was years ago from now. My friend told me a week after Newman's mysterious disappearance that her father accidently hit a black cat with his car. She was not living too far from my house, so my family and I accepted the theory that Newman might've been hit by a car... I cried a lot after the events of that day. I cried under my bed at my brother's birthday because I knew Newman liked cakes and we always spent my brother's birthday together...
That's about it. I think Smudge is very cute. My other cat, Cosmo, is 16 years old and he's top shape (aside from the fact he got thiner and thiner). We hope he will a long time.