A death in the family

Some horrible person ran over my kitty "Watto" last night. My husband Chris found him when he was pulling out of the driveway to go to work this morning. He had been in the family since 1998 when he was only 3 weeks old. We nursed him and taught him how to use the litter box. He was my first baby. Watto loved to give people kisses and was a very loving cat, even to the kids. I can't believe anyone could run over an animal like that and then just leave them laying in the road. Some people in this world are just horrible.