@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.