I just had the unsettling experience of driving home late at night after a long day and swerving around a cat lying in the road, and I found myself looking at him in the rear-view mirror at him thinking, “Oh no, that’s somebody’s kitty, somebody’s baby. What if he’s lying there hurt, not dead? And even if he is dead, I can’t just leave him there. Should I turn around?” I turned around in the parking lot of the nearby funeral parlor, drove back...