I saw your cat this afternoon.
I watched it try to cross the road in Charles Town, right by the casino. It almost made it across, too. To be fair, the cat just darted out and the driver that hit it had no real chance to miss it. That driver didn't stop, but I did, turning around to see if, by some miracle, the cat might be saved.
Your cat looked clean and well-fed, probably one that was used to people and being inside. It was still alive when I picked it up, hoping that a fast trip to the vet might not be in vain. But it wasn't to be; your cat died in my arms, there by the side of the road. I doubt that you will read this here, but if you do, know that your cat didn't suffer long, and that your cat did not die alone. I was with your cat, comforting it during it's last moments, and if it could have been saved it would have been. And I'm sorry for your loss,
Now how about the next one you get, you just keep it indoors, ok?