>> People like you whom have never lived on a farm and consequently never have had to deal with feral animals should stick to topics you know bla bla bla yadda yadda bla bla bla
I live on a farm. We have lots of what you call “feral animals” all around. Feral mice, feral skunks, feral rabbits, feral bunnies, feral buzzards, feral rats. Feral snakes, feral lizards, feral turtles. Feral armadillos.
Did I leave anything out? Probably. Oh yeah, feral birds of all sorts. Feral coyotes. Feral frogs.
We (me and my neighbors) among us have a variety of cats that come and go. Some are feral, some are pets. They are all allowed outside; we don’t have dipshit Sierra Club bird-o-phile neighbors who get the vapors over outdoor cats. (Suggesting that cats aren’t allowed outdoors would bring howls of laughter from us simple “farm folk”. That’s city nonsense.)
Simpleton that I am, I kind of lump the animals out here into two classes: the ones that are troublesome to me, and the ones that are beneficial.
Feral cats are on the “beneficial” side. They’re attractive. They’re amusing. They help take care of some of the troublesome animals (I am not partial to mice and rats). They don’t bark.
There; that’s what I know. Do I know enough about “feral” to be allowed to have an opinion on this topic on your narrow-minded little cat hating personal planet?
Nope, you don’t.