It's 11:21 am. I woke up around 8 to my brother, whom is 20, screaming hysterically. I thought his girl broke up with him, so I went back to bed. My mother woke me up about an hour ago. My cat, Smokey had been hit by a car, and died. My brother was mourning the loss of our beloved cat. I'm a bit distraught, as I just finished burying him. I love you, Smokey.