Back in the winter, our 19-year old yellow cat, who was blind and deaf, got out of the house without our knowing. We found him dead two days later and just two doors away where he had been hit by a car. It was obviously a quick death considering that his head was crushed. That's a blessing for him...no suffering.
It's a small world. We recently got a long-haired calico cat, whom my wife named Gypsy Rose because of her long, fluffy tail which looked like a fan dancer's costume. The kitty is popular with the grandchildren, but she keeps her distance from them. For their sake we shortened her name to Gypsy. When one of the two-year olds had trouble with that, her name became Gypy (Gyppy).