My cat Charlie was run over by accident by my sister today. She is in hysterics, and I'm not far from it, I had to hold it in till she left. I didn't want my sister to see me crying, it would've made it worse. I saw him die in my mom's arms. Atleast he wasn't alone. He won the heart of my whole family. Even My dad is real upset. And My Bengal cat was good buddies with him, he went by and sniffed the area, and meowed in a weirder way than usual. He knows something is up. I'm going to miss him so much. RIP "Big Boy"