Okay..so I took DS to football and then waited for DH to get there. Then I headed out to go to the store.
I am heading down Woburn St...cars in front of me start to swerve around something. I get to where I can see it and it is a cat and he has been hit, but is still alive and seizures in the road...so I flip on the hazard lights and pull over into the parking lot of the Coca Cola place. I get out and go get the cat out of the road. I put him on the tailgate of the truck. I knew based on the seizure and the injury that he would not make it. So I gently petted him as he passed away.
He had a collar with a tag his name was Bailey and it had a phone number. So I was able to get a hold of the owners. I put him in a bag I had in the truck and waited for the owners to get there.
What ticked me off...was how could people just go around him...it was not like it was a dead cat laying on the side of the road. He was moving and having a seizure. I put myself in the owners shoes...what would I want someone to do??
The owners were sad, but also appreciated that I took the time to contact them. I think it also helped them knowing he did not die alone in the street, but being petted. I told them it was smart to have the tag on there...because at least that way..I had some way to contact the owners.