Last Friday I had gone to the other side of the block and was talking with my neighbor. She mentioned that someones black and white cat had been run over up by the railroad tracks. My heart skipped a beat...my little cat Keebler was black and white. But she never strayed this far over when she went outside...it couldn't be her. I went to see if I could identify the cat...I could see it lying on the curb.....as I got closer my heart skipped again.....I recognized the black and white pattern on the fur and this cat was really small. I was crying before I got there. My little Keebler. My Keebie Lee. The world's sweetest little girl. I remembered when she first appeared on my doorstep, about three years ago. Me, being the sucker I am, started to feed her and that was that. She had me hooked. Always at the front door and ready to be loved. Her favorite thing when the weather was chilly was to wait for me by the driveway. I would get out of my truck and pick her up, tucking her into my coat and carried her into the house with me. She loved to "make biscuits" on my arm and stayed in my lap constantly. The inside cats got used to her being in when the weather was bad, or if it was too hot or cold out. But she loved to go outside and roll in the dirt. Many a night she would come in and be absolutely filthy! What a crazy cat! And I had no fear of any dogs coming into the yard...no way...Keebler would send them yelping with tails tucked everytime. She had beautiful eyes and would sometimes look at me like she could read my mind. The last night she was home, Thursday, she laid on the back of the couch and proceeded to groom my hair! Silly girl. I loved this little cat. The one who would wait patiently for me to back up my truck, I would watch her in the rearview mirror....just sitting there. Always happy to see me. And everytime I washed my truck, it never failed that I would wake up to little pawprints all over the hood. Well, this little girl has left big footprints all over my heart. I will miss her, but I know I will see her at the Rainbow Bridge. She is waiting for me. Her and my Little Bud who left me in October 2001.