Rest Peacefully, Alex. You Were A Good Cat

It's not a good month to be my cat. Today I went outside to find that Alex had been hit by a car. Unfortunately she was gone when I found her, but by the looks of the injuries she would not have survived anyway. In order to keep her memory alive...the happy times....here's a list of strange and cute things she would do:
~When she was a kitten she would drink her milk out of the fridge, and she was so small she'd shiver because it was cold

~Lily would chase her (playing) and she would hide under the mat

~If she was outside in the night and wanted to come in she would climb up to my parents (second story) window and howl.

~After we built the railing around the step she would perch there like a parrot or something.

~When she was younger she would stare at the birds and make this strange noise, like she wanted to catch them. One day recently she tried to really catch a bird (picture posted)

~She also loved being on my lap when I was on the computer. She always kept me company at that time.

She will be missed as much as she was loved.