After the jump in case you don’t want to be sad.

Someone ran over one of our cats tonight. Winston, the one on the right. He was 5, and one of the strangest and best cats I’ve known. I don’t have it in me to say much else, this is the second cat we’ve lost in 6 months or so, but this time was so sudden.

I just don’t understand how someone can run over a cat, not even attempt to stop, and then keep going. A neighbour heard the *thud-thud*, and saw a Range Rover driving away and Winston lying in the road. I hate people.

Hug your pets, you never know when it’s the last time.