What a horrible, awful woman! How could anyone find that funny?!
That must have been a dreadful experience for you and your boyfriend.
I had a fairly similar experience a few months ago. Just to warn anyone who wants to avoid such things this could be an upsetting read and is a bit graphic.
It wasn't our car that hit the cat, we didn't see what happened at all but it seemed like it must have been hit by a car. I was in the car with my fiance and my mum going down a main road, and we saw this cat lying in the middle of the road convulsing horribly. We didn't know what was wrong initially and thought maybe it was having a fit or something. We stopped and got out and so did some people in another car. It seemed to be trying to get out of the road but was twitching so much and couldn't move properly, so my fiance Tom lifted it and carried it to the pavement. We now think it actually died right then in his arms, but at the time we thought it was still alive. The people in the other car said they were in a rush to get somewhere, they'd stopped because no one else had but since we were there did we mind dealing with it, we said sure no bother, so they left.
We tried calling every vet we could feasibly get to/find a number for, a local animal hospital, anything we could think of, but because it was Sunday late afternoon there was no answer anywhere. We tried knocking on the (only a couple of) houses in the street to see if we could find the owner, but no one was in. It became clear the cat had died, and it started bleeding from its mouth. It was a beautiful cat, clearly still very young, maybe a year or two old. It was heartbreaking to see. We called the RSPCA and they didn't want to know because it had died, they said there was nothing they could do and to just leave it there. The cat didn't have a collar on so obviously there was no phone number or anything.
By this time various people had wandered past and stared at the cat, clearly clocked it was dead or at least in a very bad way. No one stopped or said anything but they kept staring anyway. I felt… sort of protective of it, I didn't like people looking at it like that, it seemed really undignified. I didn't want to leave it there, I felt like it should have peace and privacy. If it were my cat I wouldn't want someone to just leave it there. And of course we had to persist in trying to find its owner to let them know what had happened, we couldn't just leave it there. What if the owner did live in that street and drove home to find it like that? What if they never found out what happened to it? So basically we couldn't get hold of anyone who could help and didn't know what else to do, so we got a cardboard box out of the boot and Tom lifted the cat into it, and we took it home. As he lifted it blood poured from its nose and mouth, it was horrid. We put it in our garage overnight. It was a bit weird and horrible to think of this poor recently dead stranger's cat going cold in our garage, but what else could we have done with it?
First thing the next morning we got an appointment with the local vets, who were very kind and sympathetic and told us to bring it in. We dropped it off in the box with a blanket covering it, and they told us they'd let us know if/when they found the owner. We hadn't heard back by the next day so my mum called them and they said the cat was microchipped so they had found the owner, who'd said to thank us for taking it home and getting it to the vet.
We were all very upset for weeks afterwards. Obviously it'll have been a lot worse for the owners, of course it would, but we were quite shaken up. I kept seeing the cat (in my mind) just lying there on the ground, with its lovely big green eyes wide open but no longer seeing. I couldn't get the image out of my head, I kept having… flashbacks, I guess. I started to see the scene in my head but with my cats there instead. Obviously with time that's gone away and I think about it a lot less, but it was really traumatic for all of us. And the poor cat, no doubt. It looked like the loveliest little thing… I really hope it wasn't in pain but who knows. Life is so cruel sometimes.