No cookie, I swear. I'm scared of you!

On the other hand this woman is so NOT my hero.

On Saturday at noon, a Portland woman was driving onto the upper level of the Fremont Bridge when she spotted a small, black ball of fur scoot across the highway.

At first, she thought it was a squirrel. But then she realized it was a kitten, so she slammed on her brakes right in the middle of traffic and scooped it up in her arms.

"I wanted to make sure it wasn't in harm's way," says Stephanie Schneiderman, who sings and plays guitar in the group Dirty Martini. "I would have preferred to have someone hit my car than hit the cat."

A cat lover, with two of her own, she took the stunned kitten to DoveLewis Emergency Animal Hospital where veterinarians thought it had an upper respiratory problem.

They suggested euthanizing it, Schneiderman says.

The 34-year-old, whom friends call "the kitty savior of the universe," took the male kitten to Tigard Animal Hospital for treatment.

Reading the article made me want Benny Hill slap her, and the two people who wrote it. The speed limit on the Fremont bridge is 55 mph. It's effectively a freeway. When she "slammed on her brakes" she put every other driver's life behind her at risk to save a cat. Nice that she would've "preferred someone hit her car other than the cat" but I'm not sure the person in the other car would see it that way. What she did is illegal, bad driving and a terrible display of common sense. No where in this article do they mention any of that.