Many years ago on my way to work I saw a cat get hit by two cars. I stopped in the middle of the road so that the cars behind me had to stop, got out of my car and went to where the cat was in the middle of the road. There were a few very impatient drivers behind me honking their horns but I totally ignored them. The cat was still breathing but was in a very bad way. There was a young guy in a truck directly behind my car who had stopped and was concerned about the cat too so I asked him to keep an eye on my car while I tried to move the cat and find it's owners. The cat was a big, fluffy black and white but I think one of the cars that had hit it had gone over his tail as all the fur and skin had been taken off it.
I picked the cat up as best as I could so I didn't hurt it and carried it to some houses nearby. Luckily the first one I went to knew who the cat belonged to and took me to the owners house where I left the cat along with my phone number so they could let me know the outcome. Later that day I got a phone call saying that the cat - Barney was going to make it but had a broken pelvis and had had to have his tail removed. About a week later I received a really lovely card from the little boy who the cat belonged to thanking me for saving Barney. I was so touched.
I always hoped that someone would do the same for me and years later someone did although the ending wasn't quite so happy.
My Simba got knocked over and killed on a road not far from me. The guy that saw the accident picked Simba up, took him home and buried him. Unfortunately although Simba was microchipped he wasn't wearing a collar and the guy that picked him up didn't think to take him to the vets to be scanned. I went through two days of hell trying to track Simba down. Having put flyers through all the doors in the street the guy that had picked him up came to my door and said he thought he had Simba buried in his garden. I told him that if it was Simba I had to have him home, so he went and got him. I was in pieces when I saw it was Simba but at least I had got him back and the guy was also able to tell me what had happened to him. Apparently the car that hit him was being driven by a boy racer who didn't even bother to stop. The guy that picked Simba up was able to tell me that Simba didn't suffer and that it was all over very quickly.
A year ago Lily was knocked over in nearly the exact same place. My son found her at the side of the road. Because of what had happened with Simba I have always made sure my cats have collars as well as being microchipped but when my son found Lily her collar was missing which has haunted me. She had never slipped her collar before so I wonder if someone had grabbed her by the collar and in trying to get away she had slipped her collar and run out into the road in front of a car. I searched up and down the piece of road where she was knocked over but never found it.
