I just picked up a cat and moved it out of the middle of the road outside of my house. I thought for an absolutely terrifying moment that it was my cat, because of the similar markings. It wasn't, and she was still warm. What a horrible and violent way to go, and then as a final insult, be left there to be run over again and again until all that's left is a raggy stain on the ashphalt. I know that when my last cat died, someone moved her off the road and put her in the ditch. I think it was easier for me to deal with seeing her that way. You can tell when you hit something, you can hear it and feel it. Why can some people not have the common decency and respect to simply move it off the road, or at least stay with it untill it dies. Karma's a bitch, and it will come back and get you.