I had a very stressful experience this morning. I was driving to a class that I go to every week and saw a dead ginger cat lying half in the road. Cars were passing and not stopping but I felt awful seeing it there so I stopped. The poor thing was still soft and warm but dead. I pulled him on to the pavement and found his collar which had his address on it. I quickly realised he lived in the cul de sac of 3 houses outside where he was killed. The owners were out and I didn't know what to do as I thought it would be awful to just leave the body on their doorstep. So I moved him off the pavement slightly and arrived at my class in floods of tears. After the class I went back and he had gone but luckily the neighbour was there and had placed him in a plastic bin liner outside the owner's house. Both the neighbour and me had written a card to the owners. Apparently he was only one but quite adventurous. I am still stressed about him and his owners now, it seems so awful that the callous person that hit him didn't have the decency to stop and pull his body from the road. I left my phone number for the owners and am hoping they phone later.