On our way home from Wal Mart today, there was a white kitten in the middle of the road. It's a main road and with a Wal Mart right there you can imagine how busy it is. It was wailing his legs in the air so you could tell he'd already been hit. So I had my fiance stop the car I wanted to take him to an emergency vet. He stopped and ran to get the cat, but he was to late. He came back without the kitten and was in tears. The kitty died while he was holding it. I just don't understand how we were the ONLY people that stopped. I wish people weren't so self involved.