Glad she survived OK, CJ.
Give her a Beef Wellington for me.
In the 80s or 90s, I saw something like that:
I was driving home from my girlfriend 's house,
out on Long Island, around 1 a.m.
A white pussy cat ran out in front of my car,
and he crossed the double yellow lines.
I saw him get hit in the head by the tire
of a car coming in my direction.
He got knocked back onto the double yellow lines.
I turned around and parked my car at a perpendicular angle,
to illuminate his position, then approached to investigate.
After a moment, he raised his head: a sign that he was not dead.
Police arrived and checked to find out Y some guy was standing
in the middle of the street. The officer put on gloves and lifted
him onto the side of the road. He appeared to be OK.