I’m a cat person. Really, I am. Havoc and Pixel are my babies, and rule the house with an iron paw. But….
A year or so ago, a calico cat took up residence under our house. She was pregnant, probably abandoned by her humans when she got knocked up, the little hussy. We took pity on her, and put out food and water for her, and later for her three kittens. No biggie. They had a large wild area to play in across the driveway, and could sleep under the house and patrol for mice. We were planning on trapping the four of them and taking them to the local shelter, but never got around to it. Then Mama got pregnant again. The first litter had apparently moved on, so it was no big deal. The new litter were 5 of the cutest little critters I’ve ever seen. The vow was to keep them fed and watered until they were weaned, then the whole batch was off to the shelter. Then the first litter came back, knowing where they could get food. And guess what. One of them was pregnant! Her kittens are just now poking their heads out of the safety of the foundations and nosing around. There are at least three in this new batch. That makes 14 cats I’m feeding now. This must stop! These cats all need to be fixed and adopted by good families. They are not going to be staying here…….
There had better be a decent no-kill shelter to take these cats, or I am going to be known as The Crazy Cat Guy. I won’t abandon them to the wild, but really, enough is enough.
(Not venomous enough for the Pit, really. But who am I going to Pit, the cats? Nope…the only person to blame here is me, because I am such a :wally )