At least the mystery orange kitty got a proper send-off. Good on your daughter to do that in the first place.My daughter lives a few miles from town but has a neighbor a hundred yards away. The neighbor's orange cat, Stanley, comes over quite a bit and DD feeds and pets it. The grandkids like Stanley also.
One day recently, the neighbor came over all sad because Stanley was lying dead and a bit mangled out on the road, must've gotten run over. So DD dug a hole and she and the neighbor buried the cat with a grave marker labeled "Stanley".
About an hour later, granddaughter came running to DD: "Stanley's outside the door!" Back from the dead, LOL! Apparently the one they buried was some other orange cat, and they don't know whose it was.