I got the shock of my life. I was driving along and saw this ginger thing at the side of the road out of the corner of my eye. I knew straight away that it was a wee mog, and also knew that, as upsetting as it would be, I'd have to check for it out.
The poor wee soul was dead and, although he had a collar on, there were no contact details on.
I have contacted the local cat rescue, and the cat and dog home just in case his owner is looking for him. I've also been trying to contact environmental health so as he can be moved.
I am shaking like a leaf.
Run free at the bridge, little ginger tom.