I'm a pilot car I drive across the country helping oversize loads get through this crazy traffic. They say the bigger the load the smaller the road. I had deadheaded out to Bakersfield California met my driver for dinner I need to find a place to settle down for the night we couldn't load till morning. I went and checked out the actual job site told the driver where he was going to drive into and drive out of. They looked up my neighborhood Walmart cuz I knew I could spend the night in the parking lot sleeping in my truck. I put up some privacy curtains and sunblocks and it was still early so I was reading my book and I saw a lady pull up in her car open the trunk and at first I thought to myself she's I hope she's not going to dump trash or something. Instead the sweet lady had a big bag of cat food for the feral cats in the neighborhood. I reach for my wallet grab some loose ones I had and slowly approached her. I didn't want to startle her or freak her out I just said miss miss Ole Miss. She turned and I said can I help you out defray the cost of cat food with some cash. She said you don't have to I said I know but cats have a special place in my heart and I want to help. I told her about the special feral cat program I have in my neighborhood and she said that the cats that she could trap and get fixed she took home. We chatted for about 20 minutes. She went on home after doing her shift at Sizzler and I hunkered down in my truck kind of keep an eye on the cats all night long.