Fine speciman!!! I rescued a tuxedo kitty once. I was driving down a busy street just after sundown and had to slow down because of the feline in the road. I slowed, and slowed... He just wouldn't move, looking up into the tree for a bird to catch. When I finally got out to move him to the side, I found out why he was so transfixed. He was skin and bones. I asked the nearby people to whom he might belong and no one knew. I couldn't stand it--had to take him home with me. He was one pretty kitty when he got glossy and filled out. Miss him terribly. I guess he's gone to a better place. Never did find out what happened to him when he disappeared a few years later. He was a beaut!!!