@Germlat,
Germlat wrote:I pulled over on the shoulder and tried to call out for her. Two complete strangers pulled over and helped (it was kind of them...it was raining). I drove around several times. I hope she finds a safe place to live....I never anticipated this. My dog Sam would ride in the car and loved it...I guess I have a lot to learn. In the end I learned I'm also a cat person...
I had a cat named Pussy Cat.
I rescued him from the ASPCA,
who wud have murdered him, as a kitten.
He grew up. Several years later, my mom rescued a real cute kitten,
named Flossie, who was in imminent peril from too many fleas,
out on Long Island. After my mom got Flossie home, I killed the fleas.
Pussy Cat
took offense at this intrusion; within a day, he indignantly
went out the door and we never saw him again. Its been over 5O years now,
so I don t hold out much hope.