I was driving home from Wales when I saw something white caught on a barbed wire fence.
I pulled over, climbed a fence, tromped around in what I call prickle-bush, and saw a large male cat with his leg swelled up and caught in the wire fence.
I placed blankets under the cat so he could at least have something to keep his upper body on.
Rushing back to the nearest town, I wound up at a house where the owner had wire cutters and a cat carrier. She followed me back to the cat, we got it loose, but it had a broken back leg and was possibly paralyzed from the waist down.
She took it home in the carrier and will take it to the nearest vet.
Let me tell you, those prickle bushes were created by the devil!!! I have sharp objects in my shoes, socks, pants, and flesh.
It was totally worth a cat rescue but my heck, WHY were those things invented?! To keep people from trespassing onto private property?! Grrrr.
I had to pull over at a gas station and bang my shoes against the side of my car and brush off my pants leg.
This same day, I held a cat with a cold. He sneezed and blew a big booger onto my medicine bottles, then sneezed again and blew an even bigger booger on my chest. ~Sighs.~ I wiped his nose for him and told him to keep his face snot-free and well groomed if he wants to be noticed by the ladies.