My cat is dead.
I came home from the beach to find her lying in the front yard, completely mauled to death by an animal (my suspicions lead to the neighbor's dog...). She was a very old kitty--about 16 years of age, and I knew she was nearing her death bed, but god, not like this. She was such a sweet cat and deserved a far better death.
Nature is nature though, and really, all I can do is just accept it. I cried a good deal and buried her, then went straight to the bar for a couple mai tais. Needless to say, they helped a great deal.