My Mum lives in Westbury and two years ago her ginger and white cat was run over. Teshi (don’t ask) was a ten year ginger who was happiest when out and about. He was my little mate from 1997 until I left home in 2002. He was knocked down and although he survived he was in a bad way. The driver of the car brought him home to my mum and an hour later he was put to sleep. We couldn’t have ago at the car driver, there was nothing he could’ve done. I bet it wasn’t the first time Tesh had had a close shave with traffic. The kindest thing that driver did was bring him back home. There would’ve been nothing worse than not knowing what happened to him.
I guess as mutch as it hurts loosing a pet cat, it is something that is always possible.