Last night while coming home from work, I saw a big, fluffy black and white cat darting across the highway. I slowed down as much as I could, but I'd been going highway speeds and there were cars behind me, so I wasn't going to come to a dead stop. As I slowed, I swerved to the right to avoid the cat.
Which was when I saw the critter in the headlights. It curled up into a ball and there was no avoiding it. Thump. It hadn't even been as big as the cat, but the impact felt like I'd run over a rock.
All I saw of it was that it was gray, big, and had a scaly tail. I live in Northwestern Wisconsin, about sixty miles south of Lake Superior, so I was doubtful that they have rats that big here, but that's exactly what it looked like. A gigantic rat. Does it get too cold for possum this far north? I've never seen any before. Would one actually be hanging out with a cat in the middle of the highway at night?
Or, as my mother suggested, was it just a particularly ugly kitten? (Thanks for making me feel better, Mom!)