mikegordon10

I feel your loss. I also had a very affectionate cat/building buddy that we named Alex, he was solid black and was named after one of my teenage sons African American friends, Alex.
Anyway, we had him for 3 years or so. Every night he'd go out and every day break he'd come back home. Then one night he went out and just never came back. I'm guessing he also got out in the street and was run over.
We looked and looked for several days and then just accepted the fact that he was gone forever.
This tore me up more than any loss I've ever experienced. Even more than B1 or B2 (ex-wives).
Not too long ago we got a replacement, another cat solid black and we named him Ali. After the boxer. But it's not the same.