This is a true story.
I was posting on FR around 3 AM in my basement lair two years ago, waiting for the cat to come in so I could lock the back door. I herd a thump in the upstairs landing and thought, "Great, Kitty just came in." Then I heard two frantic screech-growls and thought, "Oh. Not so good, he's chased another cat into the house, and they're fighting in the landing."
Imagine my surprise when I opened the basement door and gazed upon a whirling cartoon-ball of fur, claws and screaming noise consisting of our cat, another cat, and a raccoon. As soon as the two cats saw me they skyrocketed out of the room, leaving me to face a very angry, but fortunately somewhat dazed raccoon in my pajamas.
What happened next involved the raccoon jumping on top of our china cabinet (and subsequently pushing it over, destroying most of my wife's dishes) as I frantically broomed the critter into the garage, where, cornered, she managed to destroy most of our Christmas decorations and a set of curtains before I got the garage door open, forcing her out. Since most of the skunks in our area are rabid -- and 'coons have a similar reputation -- I was none-too-pleased to be wearing my natural feet instead of steel-toed boots throughout the process.
During the entire fracas none of my three children or wife heard a peep.
The next day my wife told me that Kitty had been treeing a pregnant raccoon routinely for about a week, and evidently the 'coon had gotten between the cat and the house with nowhere to go but inside.
I have never seen him run from anything but a very large (HUGE, in fact: 350 pounds by the look of him) black bear who strayed into our cookout at dusk on Memorial Day 2012. Lucky thing, I'm not sure what my wife would've done if the cat had attacked the bear, and my shotgun was upstairs in the cabinet.
My Ham ate the face off a baby rabbit the other day. He likes to bring things into the house for us. Sometimes alive, sometimes defaced or debacked or beheaded. It’s just in them no matter how well they are fed.
I hate cats.
Seriously.
And I am sure one of their mindless flunkies will report that to their feline overlords.
Again, seriously.
Who was so dumb they needed to study this???
No kidding. Our neighbor’s cat is the nicest animal we ever met. But sure enough, every couple of weeks, he trots by with a tail (of varying sizes) sticking out of his mouth (sideways) - and we don’t see him that much. I guess he gets tired of Tender Bittles after a while.
God bless those furry little hunter. I hope that cats can evolve to be more effective against squirrels.
They needed a study to find this out? Heck they should have pocketed the money and just interviewed a bunch of cat owners.
A few years back, during an annual visit to the vet, the vet said we needed to put our cat on a diet.
To which I applied, “He doesn’t eat anything we give him. he gets his own food.”
During the next 2 weeks I decided to take a count of his kills. In a single week and only those critters that he brought home or that I observed him killing or eating, the count was 114 critters in 7 days. Critters = small birds, mice, moles, voles, shrews, squirrels, ducks, geese, pheasants, pidgeons, snakes, frogs, toads, rabbits. No insects, spiders or worms were in the count.
Go Kitties!
My longtime roommate and best friend, Cat (yes, I named her Cat)had to be put to sleep today.
Apparently she found a cache of thread and she could not regurgitate it. I was successful in extracting about 15” but it broke off and the next time she was trying to oust it I caught her and was able to get another 15 or inches but it broke off and I was unable to reach any more. The Vet (kind of) led me to believe that the string probably wrapped around her intestine and I probably worsened the situation - although he kindly didn’t ‘blame’ me.
I finally took her in today and luckily I got the ‘old guy’ Vet - still a kid but at least I didn’t have to tell a young bright eyed girl to ‘do the deed’.
Will have to replace her soon, so as I can maintain my sanity but will be haunted by the fact that I know she is in this room, right now and every noise I hear is taken for Cat jumping on my desk or worse...
I certainly hope that I gave her as much as she gave me.
Thanks for your ‘time’.......
I sincerely want to thank all for their condolences etc.
The best thing I will remember about ‘Cat’ (well one of the things) is that EVERYTIME BO came on the screen or opened his lyin’ mouth SHE RAN out of the room
I guess she ‘picked up’ my distaste for the poseur pResident because when I spot or hear him, I reach for the remote amidst ‘screams’ of STFU FU etc etc etc.... <:
I think I have already found a ‘new friend’ I don’t think, deep down, that we ever replace them etc etc...
The Vet I had sent me a Condolence Card signed by the staff...Nice gesture since it is the first time I stepped in the door....but naturally, if at all possible, it won’t be the last - that is if absolutely necessary.
They also include a ‘Prayer Card’ with the Poem ‘The Rainbow Bridge’, which really (helps) handles the loss etc...
If wanted, I will put a copy up.
Thanks again.