Gully said:I grew up on a fairly busy road, we had a cat for all the time that I lived there, he had the sense not to go out on the road at all although he did chase another cat out there which sadly used up any of its remaining nine lives, he stopped at the hedge. My brother did the decent thing, picked the cat up and returned it to its owner to explain what had happened, the exchange of words between him and the old lady is worthy of a Monty Python sketch, but hardly appropriate on this thread.
I live on a busyish road for where I am, Mile Oak Road, but not that time of day, was just bad luck, as I say was always going to be the way he went, he had been hit by a car 3 times before, but each time the driver stopped and asked either us or the neighbours who the cat belonged to, just not this time.