Fuck You Cat Woman, You Disgusting Piece Of Shit!

The BBQ Pit
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My Sister-in-law owns the house next door to mine. She was renting the second floor apartment to a woman she had worked with a few years ago. My SIL didn’t live on the property, and didn’t come around often.
I noticed a bad smell coming from the house last summer, and told my SIL about it. She asked me (quite snottily, I must add) if it bothered me personally, so I just said no, it’s your house, do as you please. I once counted 10 cats sitting in the windows (on one side of the house!) one day, and asked my SIL if she realized this woman had 10+ cats, as well as a dog. She said she didn’t know that there were that many cats in the house, and said she’d have a talk with the woman. I don’t think that talk ever happened.
Anyway, to make a long story short, my SIL had been trying to evict that woman for a few months now (not because of the cats, mind you, but because my she wanted to live in the apt), and finally succeeded last week. She never called animal control, because I think she was afraid to get herself in trouble, since she owned the house. She also thought of her tenant as a friend, and didn’t want to get her in trouble. I dunno. I don’t know the laws here, and quite honestly, I have my own shit to worry about. I came close to making an anonymous complaint myself, but my husband told me to mind my own business. Whatever, it’s not my house, and when I’d bring up the cat situation to my SIL, she’d just shrug it off.
One day last week when I left for work, I noticed three ‘new’ stray cats hanging around my yard. Didn’t think too much about it. Later that day, my friend Susan (who also lives in SIL’s house) emailed me at work and told me Cat Woman moved out during the night, and let most of her cats loose in the street. Susan said she counted 18 strays, and also said she saw Cat Woman take about 5 or 6 cats with her.
When I got home that day, I found my SIL and her SO, my husband and Susan trying to catch these cats. They caught about 10 of them, and were waiting for someone from a shelter to pick them up.
After they went up to the apartment, my SIL was almost in tears, she said she had never seen anything so disgusting in her life. I went up to the apartment out of morbid curiosity, I had to see for myself. I laughed when they told me to put plastic bags over my shoes, but they were serious.

Oh. My. God.

First of all, the smell in the yard was nothing compared to the smell in the house. I almost threw up. I had to force myself to breath through my mouth, because I was afraid if I did I would fucking taste it, but my nose was burning. The floor of the living room was covered with cat shit. Covered! It almost looked like dirty grey/brown carpeting. There was shit on the kitchen counters. There was shit on the walls. There was shit in the bathtub. One of the cats had given birth in the cabinet under the sink in the bathroom, and there was a mummified kitten still in there. My feet were sticking to the floor. This disgusting bitch not only moved out in the middle of the night, she also left all her belongings in the apartment. Furniture, TVs, clothes, dishes…everything, as well as 2 more cats who were so scared that one of them managed to get climb in the dropped ceiling in the bathroom. The couch and other furniture was encrusted in shit. So fucking disgusting. If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes I wouldn’t have believed it.
We let the place air out for a few days, but the fact that it’s been 90 degrees out the last few days didn’t help much. My SIL asked me to help her move some stuff out, and I really didn’t want to, but I couldn’t say no. When we went to move the couch, one of the cushions came up, and there were 3 dead kittens in there.*** Three dead kittens!*** And they weren’t recently deceased, they were old and dry and rotted. Once again, I almost threw up. I mean, after a while the smell isn’t that bad, kind of like when you go to the zoo. When you first get there it punches you in the face, but after a while you stop smelling it. But the dead kittens in the couch pushed me over the edge.

Now, the rant:

To Cat Woman,
You fucking disgusting bitch! How the fuck did you live like that? How the fuck can you sit on a couch that not only is ENCRUSTED IN SHIT, but also stinks of the DEAD KITTENS rotting under the cushions? How did you eat in a kitchen that had CAT SHIT ON THE COUNTERS?? The most disgusting this is that you are a CHEF in an expensive restaurant in town! I will tell each and every person I know not to eat there. I can’t imagine eating food prepared by a such dirty, smelly, crazy, disgusting person. How did you ever bathe? There was CAT SHIT in the bathtub! How do you keep your job? I was in your apartment for a half hour and I had to shampoo the smell of cat piss out of my hair immediately! You need professional help, you fucking psycho. Oh yeah, it was real nice of you to leave those cats out in the street too. When we were moving your shit out, no less than 3 cats ran back into the house, frightened and hungry. I guess you won’t mind when one of your abandoned cats finds itself in my yard, face to face with my Mastiff. I guess you also won’t mind seeing one of your cats smashed flat in the street, like I did yesterday. If I knew where you lived now I would have dropped that dead cat off on your doorstep. I hope you die too, bitch.

To my SIL:
If you had listened to me a year ago none of this would have happened. Don’t think I’m going to help you sand the floors and install new cabinets. Don’t think I’m going to help you chip dried cat shit up off the floor and patch the holes in the walls either. Too fucking bad. If you had taken responsibility for your property earlier, it wouldn’t be so bad. It’s not like she let the place get this way recently, even 25 cats couldn’t have done this damage in a few months. I told you I could smell your second floor from my backyard LAST YEAR!
Hope you enjoy living in your new apartment, neighbor!

Rose

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Oh. My. God.

Too horrified to muster much more than that right now.

Is it too late to report this subcreature to the Human Society or SPCA?

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Not to defend Cat Woman, or anything, but IIRC, it is a psychological illness that causes people to live like this. Your first instinct was completely correct; let the owner of the property know, and then call animal services. I don’t know about your laws there, but here, they will immediately remove all the animals that they find living like this. From what I understand, animals from these situations are almost always killed, because they are so inbred and diseased that they can’t be saved. I’m sure your husband isn’t feeling too great now, knowing that he helped delay getting this horrible problem fixed. :frowning:

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featherlou, you may be right…but MY GOD!!!

That’s just ILLL!!!

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That is just SO WRONG on so many levels, hon!

Some people shouldn’t be allowed to own pets. Some people should be forced to live the way they make their pets live. Some people just don’t deserve to live in general society. Some people should listen to their family when their family speaks truth. I’ve probably missed something I meant to say.

And…turn off the lights and lock the door, dear. You are officially NOT HOME when SIL comes looking for your help! :slight_smile:

Scotti

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Wicked Blue, I volunteered in an animal shelter for a while, and what makes me sad is that even if they catch all those cats they will probably be unadoptable. They can’t be all healthy, living like that. And the thought of dead kittens makes me want to be sick. I like to think I am tough, so that when I hear about shit like this I can get mad and even, but your post makes me want to cry(not your fault).Turn the bitch tenant in to the Animal Control folks in your area, and keep telling people that a CHEF is living like that. God, this is my first post ever to use profanity in.

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:eek:

That has got to be one of the most vile things I’ve ever heard (Dead kittens in the cushions??!!) I can’t even comprehend what kind of person would be so horrible. :frowning:

That woman ought to be horsewhipped.

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That’s awful. I saw an episode of “Wild Rescues” on the Animal Planet channel that had a house similar to that on, only it was full of dogs. There was a dead puppy on the top shelf in a closet. Stuff like that makes me sick. I have 5 cats, and I could NEVER abandon them. It’s a damn shame that there are people like that in the world. I used to work as a vet tech, and one of the things that really upset me was the neglect cases- we didn’t see them that often, thank goodness. You’d get Ms. Clueless calling up the office, “My cat hasn’t had anything to eat or drink for the past three days and now she’s just laying on the floor barely moving. Should I wait a couple days before I bring her in?” My response was “No, I think you should bring her in tonight. It’s not normal for a cat to go for 3 days without eating or drinking.” I wanted to add, “You stupid bitch” but that would’ve gotten me fired. There was another clueless couple who let their cat basically starve to death- by the time they brought it in to us, it was having organ failure. Their reason they let it go for so long without being bothered that their cat was turning into a skeleton? “Oh, he’s usually a self-feeder”. WTF?
One of the other clients said once about people who neglect/abuse their pets: “In their next life, they’re going to come back as the pet of an owner like them.” I can only hope that’s true.

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We don’t know where Cat Woman is living now, but like I said before, we know where she works. I’d have called the Humane Society on her already, but didn’t for two reasons. First, I still don’t know if my SIL will be held legally responsible in some way since she owns the house, and second, I don’t want to get involved in a Family Feud. After all, I was told to mind my own business. :rolleyes:

The cats that were caught were sent to a privately owned no-kill shelter in the area, where they will get any medical attention they need. Surprisingly, the ones I did see seemed healthy and well-fed, but I’m sure they were sick in some way.

There are three or four still hanging around (except, of course, for the flattened one) and we’re pretty sure there aren’t any more hiding in the house (there is food and water out in case there are). I’m trying not to feed the outside ones, and I feel terrible about that, but if they stay near my yard they will have a run in with my dog eventually. I don’t want my dog to kill them, and God knows what will happen to my dog if she’s scratched by one of them.

Scotti: Damn right I’m not home! :wink:

Rose

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Wicked Blue---- This is why landlords are allowed ( & encouraged) to inspect the apartment they rent to people at regular intervals.

DO NOT SCREW AROUND WITH THIS!!!

If your s.i.l. did not use her right as a landlord to inspect her own property , then she should be blaming herself, too.

Ever hear the phrase “No Pets” in a lease agreement? Now you know wwwwhhhhyyyy. :stuck_out_tongue:

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Acutally there is something a bit worse tho wait until you find someone with children that lives like this here in la county ca theres been numerous cases of someone with 7 or 8 kids that are so negelected that they havwe skin diseases and mental problems

Usually the cause seems to be the mother is a substance abuser or mentally ill which is why i personally advocate having liscences to have kids or pets but thats another debate for another thread

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nightshadea

That is actually a really good idea. However, this is a democracy, and legislating procreation is not likely to be a popular notion.

Besides, who would be in charge of deciding who could have kids (or pets) and who couldn’t?

I don’t know.

There are woman who are crack addicted, who keep getting pregnant and giving birth to crack addicted babies. I am a loving and forgiving person, but I think they should be sterilized. If they choose to continue in that lifestyle, they have a right to do so. But…do they have the right to bring an innocent baby into it?

Morally, they don’t. (IMHO) But do we have the right to force someone to get sterilized? No, we don’t.

It is an ethically and morally confusing question.

Scotti

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Despite their reputation, cats are very dirty animals. I imagine a lot of them will do just fine.

SPCA? Hellwithit. Do two things:

  1. Inform the restaurant and if they won’t do anything, inform the municipal government. This woman will make people sick. She’s filthy, obviously, and if she is preparing food in a restaurant she is endangering the public.

  2. Call the police. She may be chargeable under cruelty-to-animals law.

Is your dog in the habit of killing other pets, or are you just assuming he will? A well trained dog should not kill cats.

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How absolutely awful. SIL or not, drop a dime and get any official agencies involved that you can. The woman sounds sick but that’s just one factor to consider. She needs help and she won’t stop perpetrating these horrors on her own. She’s fled but she’s gonna start right back up again elsewhere. The authorities can’t do diddly to help her or prevent the atrocities to animals without official ammo.

It’s easy to suggest solutions from the outside but can you inform the health department? It may or may not be possible to keep it anonymous, but you could ask. In my municipality City inspectors must be invited in by current tenants but can be called by anyone when a rental property is vacant. (Not sure of the logic but would guess it’s to prevent landlord reprisals against tenants.) Frankly, I doubt that property is rentable or could be made so under even fairly stringent health requirments. And your SIL should never again be trusted with providing housing. If she didn’t know what was going on, she damned well SHOULD have.

Rick Jay: given their living conditions, the cats are possibly feral, i.e. prone to attack behavior. Even the best trained dogs can’t distinguish animals that should be pets. Most cats flee dogs as a matter of course but I wouldn’t want to bet the poor purrs aren’t severely spooked.

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Well… I suppose it’s time for my cat lady story now.

About 5 years ago I was wrapping the last stages of my divorce and living in a little rental. I was leasing from a friend in the office and had just purchased a new house near the college. I had two months to go on the lease and was anxious to get into my new house and out from under the lease so I asked my friend to put it back on market for lease.

Out of pure chance I picked up the office phone one evening after hours and it was a women inquiring about my rental! She said it looked appealing and had a large yard and would it be OK if she had pets. I told her that was up to the landlord but that I would help her out by reducing the rent to help her get in as this would help me as well. We made an appointment to meet that evening and I waited at the new house for her call. About 9:30 PM she called and asked if it was OK to see the house.

I pulled into the driveway as she arrived. She was in an old station wagon and when all the occupants got out it was like watching the female version of the three ages of man. First worn out granny gets out, then a small girl with long blond hair and then mama. She was thin and haggard, in her late forties (hard to tell exactly) and looked like she had led a hard life.

I showed them into the house and finished up in the kitchen where I made my rent assistance pitch again if they could make the deal with the landlord and get me off the lease. I then glanced down in the brightly lit kitchen and I saw… it.

There are images in life that burn themselves into your retinas and this was one. She had an open toed sandal and the left toenail was this huge, brownish, curving mobius strip of gnarled horn arcing out in a lazy curve from the end of her foot. It had to be 2 and half to 3 inches long and it must have taken a year to grow that thing. The shudder of revulsion that passed through me was barely under control as I flicked my eyes back up and continued the conversation. We said goodnight and I breathed a sigh of relief as they drove way.

They met with Mike the landlord the next day (his cubicle was next to mine at the time) and he took some info from them. After they left I could hear him calling the reference given at the trailer park where she lived and the conversation was a punctuated series of “Oh My!” and “That’s not good!” I saw my chances of getting out from under a $ 1300 rental obligation crashing and burning into the ocean. I had to leave and had no chance to ask him what the problem was. I assumed they were “bad pay” (It turned out she actually had decent credit).

That night while glancing at the news there was a teaser about a story coming up about someone convicted of animal cruelty. After the commercial I noticed two familiar faces being escorted down the courthouse steps by a law enforcement officer. It was granny and mama. The story was vague on specifics but it apparently involved too many cats in a trailer etc and the defendants agreed to vacate the trailer park and sin no more. End of story.

About a week later I ran into Kevin, one of our part time agents, who was also the head of the local ASPCA and I asked him what the scoop was on what they had done. He told me that mama had a number of cats crammed into a small trailer and they kept dying of feline AIDS and assorted other diseases. Mama would they buy little cat coffins for 100 dollars or so each and stack them up like shoe boxes in various parts of the trailer. The smell and mess had gotten to the point that the County had to step in and clear them out with help from the ASPCA.

As a final question I asked Kevin if his staff had noticed the toe nail. He said that they had and were all grossed out but it and then said…

"You know Chris the interesting thing is that this lady, after she would box and stack these cats and cultivate that giant toenail, would then go to her job which was to roll out and make every single Dunkin Doughnut sold in this county.

I have not eaten a Dunkin Doughnut from that day to this.

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The most jaw-gapingest thread EVER! ('cept for that one I can’t remember the name of that went on for ages)

If it wasn’t posted by you guys (ie I believe you) I would interpret the food preparation connection in both stories as classic urban myth. It packs the punch of an urban myth anyway.

I mostly posted to say to Wicked Blue that it’s nice that someone finally gets to say “I told you so” to their sister-in-law. Too rare…

[insert jaw-gaping smiley here]

Redboss

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Well, I’ve got a cat lady story too. This woman had 30 cats, all of them house cats. She has a screened porch that holds their litter boxes. Several neighbors complained about the stench and the SPCA was sent out to investigate. They told the cat lady that she could keep three of them but that twenty-seven must go. Then another SPCA person was sent by to ‘work with’ the cat lady. Seems that they didn’t want 27 cats immediately dumped on their doorstep.

She struck up a deal with them whereby each week she would give one cat to the SPCA to put up for adoption. If the cat wasn’t adopted, she’d get it back and send the next one over. They also gave her lots of free litter to change the remaining cat boxes.

She turned in one cat which was adopted and she hasn’t been back or heard from the SPCA since. In the meantime, three of her elderly cats died. She has them in her freezer -when she gets ten or more dead ones, she’ll take them to the vet for cremation and put them in a common urn. (She told me that having the cats in the freezer “doesn’t make the Haagen Das taste any different.”)

A friend went to her home once when she had broken an ankle and couldn’t shop for herself. He said that the house stank of cat-pee but that the cats were absolutely gorgeous and well cared for, the cats all used the litter boxes. The woman has one room closed off where she keeps her clothing and anything else that she doesn’t want permeated with pee-smell. She dresses there and takes a shower every morning at the office gym before working.

She’s a sweet lady, absolutely nuts, and fortunately owns her own home so that there isn’t a landlord suffering from her cat devotion. I am her friend (sometimes for comic relief) and have often donated cat food to her that I’ve found on sale.

Some psychology-type should be able to fit these pieces together – she is grossly obese; she devotes her life to her cats, eating, reading, and doing a good job at work.

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one word: eeewwwww

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Our town has a woman who collected not only cats (almost two dozen), but also dogs (almost a dozen) and children (almost a dozen). Two child welfare agencies and one animal welfare agency raided the place. I learned of this when one of my clients, who was in jail and had left his children in the woman’s care, called up complaining that his children were being taken into emergency custody.

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Two things:

  1. There is no question that Cat Woman is suffering from a severe mental disorder. No completely sane and mentally healthy human could live that way. So, in a sense, she cannot be held fully responsible. Except that, like many mentally ill people, she did not seek help.

  2. I would contact her employer. It is possible, even likely, that she will make people ill.

stoid