Yes, it's that time again...more, ever MORE about KATS! Last Sunday was Repair our Feral Kats day. We had caught (trapped) 6...our quota per the rules of the kindly folks who do the neutering and spaying of the feral population monthly. 6. It's simply not enough and too much at the same time. Trapping them is a easy chore, food in a trap and stand back for about 10 minutes and that's one. Then another follows suit and soon you have 6 cats in 6 cages ready for water, covering to keep them from seeing each other in another cage and freaking out. Then days go by before the date with the knife. Most just lie there with baleful eyes, a sad mat of fur hoping for the best and expecting the worst. This time we had trapped 6 total, 3 males and 3 females...two pregnant which meant we had to house them for a few extra days after the surgery. The trapping itself was over in 24 hours, we had the six to be fixed. That was Thursday. By Sunday the truck smelled like shit...cat shit...as the "matter" fell from the cages onto the bed of the truck to be peed upon subsequently. The truck was almost uninhabitable! Whewww. Off to the animal shelter just outside of Fairfield where the cats would be received, surged and returned to their caretakers in short order. We unloaded and stood in line with the other kind folks with their own broods caged with them. Then the doors opened and the registration begun. They collected the data on each kat and gave each a number and took them away to await the deed. We returned home. Later Sunday we received a call to inform us that we could return to the shelter and pick up our Kats. Back to the shelter we drove in our stinking truck to retrieve the little beasts. Soon they were all packed in their cages in the bed of the truck and we returned home. Now the real work began...feeding and watering 6 caged cats that don't want to be there and are now drugged and scared out of their minds that MORE is about to happen! Meowwww!
alas, there is no "more" coming except to be kept for three days with water and food and the stench of the ages as company. In their state Sunday they mostly dumped the water and food overboard to join the pee and poop below on the truck bed. Yuk! Yuk! Yuk! Each day passed rather uneventfully and we set the three males loose yesterday. Kelly, bless her, decided to attempt a sort of (!!!???) "taming" of the one unpregnamt female that was to be released yesterday as well by allowing the little sweetie to come into our house and "meet" Fur-R-Eee, our Queen. Good idea. NOT! So it promptly ran off to lose itself among the myriad of hiding places available in a 120 year old Victorian! Shit, shit! and more shit! Then...as the Kat is nowhere to be found...she leaves for her date with Katy, her sister and her niece Gillie in San Francisco! This leaves ME to find and remove the damned Kat!
alas, there is no "more" coming except to be kept for three days with water and food and the stench of the ages as company. In their state Sunday they mostly dumped the water and food overboard to join the pee and poop below on the truck bed. Yuk! Yuk! Yuk! Each day passed rather uneventfully and we set the three males loose yesterday. Kelly, bless her, decided to attempt a sort of (!!!???) "taming" of the one unpregnamt female that was to be released yesterday as well by allowing the little sweetie to come into our house and "meet" Fur-R-Eee, our Queen. Good idea. NOT! So it promptly ran off to lose itself among the myriad of hiding places available in a 120 year old Victorian! Shit, shit! and more shit! Then...as the Kat is nowhere to be found...she leaves for her date with Katy, her sister and her niece Gillie in San Francisco! This leaves ME to find and remove the damned Kat!
