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I found and buried my outdoor cat today. We got a lot of snow today and i had to clear the drive. When i put the snow blower away, i checked on the catnest in the barn and found my sweet little cat dead. She had been mauled by i presume, a coyote. There was no blood; she must have been dead or as close to dead as you can be, when she crawled into her safe spot. I found out that the snow insulates the ground and i could actually dig a grave for her in her favorite spot behind the house. I sobbed and wept today.