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Published on May 12, 2004 By werewolf In Cats
We have two cats (2 dogs, 2 snakes, 10 fish, lord only knows how many Siberian Dwarf hampsters) which, until recently were outside cats. They are pretty mellow felines as felines go and didn't really stray far from the house.

One day the little old lady from across the street approached me saying that one of my cats was sleeping on her porch at night and asked if I could put a stop to it. When I asked if the cat was causing a problem by sleeping on her porch she said that it was shedding on her indoor/outdoor carpet. I volunteered to clean up the cat hair and told her that there probably wasn't much I could do to keep the cat off her porch, but I would come over every Saturday and clean up her porch. She agreed to that and we went on our merry ways.

Two days later, she again approached me. This time, in addition to the hair on the porch, she complained that the other cat was getting up on the leather roof of her Caddy and scratching it. Well, now, see, both our cats have been frontally declawed and when I pointed that out to her, she was quite adamant that it was my cat.

Keep in mind here that there are a lot of cats in our neighborhood; all different shapes, sizes and colors. I asked her if it were possible that it could have been a different cat which looked like one of our cats. Nope, she said, it was our cat. She then went on to say that she was tired of all the cats in the neighborhood going onto her property and she was going to set up humane animal traps, which she did. When the animals were caught in the traps, she called the ASPCA and had them hauled off. My cats were still around though.

Apparently she stayed up all night waiting for our cats to do their thing, because one night at 3:00 am I got a call from her saying that the cat was shedding on her porch again. Sigh. I went over and got the cat and put him inside. The next morning she called me over as I was trying to go to leave to take the kiddos to school. She showed me some scratch marks on her leather car roof. She told me that she was going to contact an attorney and sue me if I didn't do something about my cats.

A bit of background as I digress...

The lady and I have always had a very good relationship. I have helped her in her garden, re-did her kitchen ceiling, planted trees. My kids have helped her do stuff as well. I always go to her house whenever there is going to be a particularly cold night or a hot day to see if she's doing okay. She made us cookies and casseroles. Everything was great.

Which is why I was a bit surprised about the lawsuit threat.

I understand completely about her concern over the roof scratches, but, my cats couldn't have done that. I asked her what she might suggest as a resolution. Put them in the house, says she. My daughter is allergic to cats, says I. Take them to the pound, says she. But my kids really love those cats and I've been cleaning up the cat hair on your porch, says I. Then she hit me with the big one: You should have both those animals killed. She said it so matter-of-factly that I was sure I misunderstood, but I hadn't. I asked her if she were serious or just sort of kidding around in a not very nice way. She was completely serious. I just stared at her dumbfounded for a few seconds and, for a lack of any other thing to do or say, just turned and walked away.

Well, of course I wasn't going to take the cats to be murdered. I did really the only other thing I could think of: I moved them both into the back playroom. I built the thing myself and it is sealed up tight from the rest of the house when the door is closed. I figured I'd keep them in there while I try to find someone willing to take them. That was 4 months ago. They are still here. I can't find anyone to take them, I can't just drive them out into the country and hope they can fend for themselves and I totally can't take them to the pound where they will be murdered. Okay, euthenized. (murdered). The really big dilemma here is that I can't keep them in the house either. They absolutely have to go. Not only is my daughter being affected by their presence, but the cats are breeding....

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Comments
on May 12, 2004

No offense--I would tell your neighbor to take a flying leap--there's no way she could sue you because she'd have to prove that it was your cat that clawed her Caddy's roof--I think any reasonable judge would find that highly doubtable since your cats don't have front claws.


Personally, I'd let the cats outs.  Go back to living the way you were living pre-neighbor bitching fest...I bet the woman is just lonely and wants the attention.   But she lost all sympathy from me when she said you should kill them...ARGH, some people!

on May 12, 2004

Wow, David, are we living in some kind of parallel worlds?!

I got into it recently with my neighbor about her cats.  I have cats too, Miss Kitty and Pixie (who's currently knocked up).  Our spat about felines ended up with her calling Family Advocacy and saying that I left my children unattended and locked out of the house in the cold when I go to work in the morning (you read my blog, I'm sure you know).

Do you have a camera?  Ever done any surveillance?  If I were you, I'd think about doing some.  Just to prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that your cats are not the perpetrators of the damage (as if the cat traps weren't enough).  If you need surveillance advice, please email me: dharmagirl69@yahoo.com. (Shades, if you read this and feel like dropping me a line, please do...). 

I take it that you're having kittens too?

on May 12, 2004

Oh, and I meant to make a comment about the menagerie you have going on!  We had a tarantula, a bull snake, 16 hamsters (one momma and 15 babies) a dog and 2 cats at one point.  Now we're down to 2 cats, one of whom, as I said, is expecting....and a puppy-to-be.


What kind of snakes do you have?  How big are they?

on May 12, 2004
Has there been any new damage to the Cadillac since moving your cats inside? I'd confront the woman about it, and let the cats go free. Fuck her. If she's so concerned about her car, she should park it in the garage.

-- B
on May 12, 2004
ShadesOfGrey and Mr_Frog - In my heart I totally agree with you. I suppose I'm just too nice a guy. The woman lost her husband last year, she broke something in her arm awhile back. Yesterday there was an ambulance and the MICU at her house. God forgive me, but maybe my problem will be resolved shortly. I know, I know, I feel really terrible for even thinking it. Sorry Juanice.

dharmagrl "I take it that you're having kittens too?"

Nope...that was a teaser that apparently didn't work as planned. The end of this article was the prelude to the next article about fleas. So the sentence would have read "The cats are breeding....FLEAS!!!!"

I really haven't spoken to her since "The Incident". I wave, but I don't talk anymore.

You really had a tarantula? I thought about it once, they kinda creep me out . So, did you use your hamster for the same thing we do? (snake food)
on May 12, 2004

Oh! Well, duh, Dharma!!!! It all makes sense now....


You really had a tarantula? I thought about it once, they kinda creep me out . So, did you use your hamster for the same thing we do? (snake food)


Yes, her name was Ariadne and she was a rose hair tarantula.  I had mild arachniphobia for years...Ariadne took care of that for me.  They're actually really cool pets...very low maintenance, you just have to throw a few crickets in there once a week or so and make sure they have a water source..and they're fascinating.  Ari did the rounds at my kids schools, I took her and fed her there so the kids could see her eat and web up her prey.  I miss her.  We had to sell her because we're leaving the country and she can't come with us.


The hamster belonged to my son.  We got 'him' as a pet for Davey.  'He' was named Mo, and was a really nice hamster to start with.  After we'd had 'him' a couple of weeks we noticed that Mo got really grouchy and started biting people...and was looking rather rotund to boot.  I came home from volunteering at the legal office one day, looked on the cage, and saw a mass of heaving pinkness and a very skinny Mo. 'He' was a she, and had had 15 young un's.  Davey had big plans to raise and sell them, I had big plans to use them as snake food...Mo had other plans. She systematically ate them over the next 24 hrs, much to the disgust of my children. Mo met an untimely end on Christmas Day. She got out of her cage somehow and the cat got her.


We got rats from the pet store to feed the snake with.  My kids, whilst they couldn't handle a cannabalistic hamster, were just fascinated with watching the snake eat.


 

on May 12, 2004
Sorry, I just re-read my comment and realized that I sounded incredibly harsh. But I think my assessment about her loneliness might be accurate--especially if her husband died. Complaining to you is a way of ensuring that you have to talk back and is the communication she's craving (wow, I like that I just analyzed someone I don't know--yea, I could be 100% wrong). Does she have visitors? friends? or family that come to visit? One way to deal with it might be to be friendlier--maybe invite her over to dinner or something--get her out of her house and somewhere social. She might be focusing on some perceived negative simply because there are few positives occupying her time.

Did any of that make sense?
on May 12, 2004
At the time, my unspoken reaction was quite a bit harsher still.

Her kids come and visit her a lot, moreso lately and I've seen a guy over there whom I don't recognize as a relative. Some mornings (5:00am) his car is still in the drive. Ooooohhhh. Not bad for a 90 something year old woman

Made total sense btw.
on May 13, 2004

I've seen a guy over there whom I don't recognize as a relative. Some mornings (5:00am) his car is still in the drive. Ooooohhhh.

Oooh?  Ewww!  Geriatric luuurrvve!

on May 16, 2004
I don't even want to think about it.
on May 01, 2006
I like what you do, continue this way.