I am submitting this story that my mother, Sheri Gilds shared/witnessed. (this is in my mothers words)
On my way home from CR to Anamosa, I was on 151 nearing my turn onto X40. There was a small pickup slightly in front and to the left of my location. Next thing I knew, I saw a cat fall over the tailgate of the truck bed, she rolled a couple times, and then ran off to the south side of the road. I caught up to the truck honking with my window down. It took a while to get them to respond, but I let them know about the cat. When we got to the X40 turn, they did turn back around on 151 to circle around and I did the same to try and help. I was not impressed with the speed at which they traveled to try and spot the cat. I crept along the shoulder of the road trying to spot her with no luck. I circled around again and repeated the process, traveling even slower. My second time around was a success in spotting the cat. I got out and called to her but she stayed at her location. I walked down the ditch through knee deep snow, sticker bushes, and thorny bushes to get to her. Despite my stumbling she stayed where she was and did not run which is what I was afraid she would do. She allowed me to pick her up and when I did I noticed blood in the snow. It was 4:45 and I went straight to the Anamosa vet to see about getting her checked. She had some road rash on her feet, but seemed to be ok otherwise. There was discussion about antibiotic, but it was Dr. Darrow's determination that she should be fine without.
She is a VERY sweet and very pretty cat. If I were to have a cat, I would want this cat with her sweet demeaner. We even discussed the possibility of keeping her, but it didn't take long for my allergies to start acting up from the cat. .
**UPDATE...two days later I did adopt her.