When Obama died

Our cats are always free to move anywhere, the tilting door of the living room is set for this. It's hard to count them all four at home.
They love to stay in the garden, and move through the neighboring woods, so that males often do not disdain to spend some nights ... until several days ... The record belongs to Mucca (cow cat) that has been away from home for four months .. Returning, however, cleaner than usual.

Only 5 days of vacation, with all the precautions, entrusting cats to trusted people, with lots of photo reports and constant updates.
And then the bitter surprise, just back, a few hundred yards from home: Obama, lying down, dead.
An infinite desperation, our lovely cat for just over three years, could not believe it!
Weeping, we buried him, and we did a beautiful funeral. Really amazing.

The following days were really sad, just missing the giant leg cat. Only the tenderness of the other cats seemed to console me, which seemed to come to me to cry with me on his tomb.

It was early September, ten days had passed. I would never have expected that message from my neighbor: Luca, Obama is alive!

We went home and saw it! Thin, but absolutely alive! A miracle! We were sure he was the dead cat ... Of course, black cats resemble everyone, but it was him!
The weeping this time was only happiness and disbelief.

And so much tenderness for the "unknown cat", but we are sure we have loved and respected with a wonderful funeral
Now he is in the shade in the woods and Obama accompanies me when I go to greet him.