[jyl]

We lost a favorite cat to either a coyote or an owl, back when we were living in the foothills north of Glendale. She disappeared and looking for her, for weeks, was bad. So knowing for sure that Rascal is dead is sort of a blessing, even though it doesn't seem like one.

Her name was Nikki (named after Nikki Lauda, this was in the 80s).

Edit: my wife reminds me that we also lost Bilbo the cat to coyotes, in the same area.