Mopar Tim said

On my way home a long time ago, When I lived in the Inland Empire, I am driving east on I10 just east of the I215. Busy as heck at 5PM. Traffic comes to a stop, get up to the issue, there are two baby kittens huddling at the center wall/divider. I stop in traffic, and try to coax the two kittens to me, well, one, jumped over the wall and got smashed, the other, a tabby, came to me, and I called him lucky. His sibling I refer to as Luigi, the street pizza. Sad. We had Lucky for a number of years, till we moved here, and Coyotes got him. That Cat knew when I was on my way home, and wife said he would show up right before I pulled in the drive.

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