I was on a back road 25 miles from home when a small kitten, maybe 4 weeks old, ran out in front of me and I had to swerve to miss hitting it. I stopped and backed up, got out, and called, "here kitty, kitty." Then the calico and another two came running out. I called and no more came, so I put them in a box I had in the back seat. I brought them home and made space for them in my sun room. They instantly began using the litter box, so I believe they were dumped. They weren't fond of my 5 dogs at first, but it's a year later and they're great friends now.