My husband was out of town doing a pick up and he saw a tiny Siamese Kitten in the road. so he pulled off to the side of the road and went to grab the poor thing before it got hurt.
The only cat I have really really loved was a half Siamese half Russian blue we named Sin, and we had to give him away when we moved. I still miss Sin and that was 4 years ago.
Unfortunately or Fortunately while he was convincing the kitten that he was not a horrible kitten eating monster and trying to fetch it from it's hiding place under his van, two people pulled up and told him that was their kitten. He gave it to them and all is well.
Now on one hand I am really sad because I love Siamese cats, on the other, we so couldn't afford another animal and Cats and Ferrets are kinda hit and miss with each other. He admitted that his second thought was to bring it home. his first thought was to save it, but he is that kinda guy.
Is it bad that I am kinda hoping he does find another Siamese kitten?