Saturday, March 19, 2011
Friday, March 18, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
That night, for the first time in three years, Ruski jumped onto my bed purring and chittering, nuzzled against me and went to sleep thanking me for saving him.
Next day I called Animal Control. "My cat was picked up and taken to the shelter and I want to know the circumstances."
"The circumstances are that it's illegal to let your cat run free."
"No, I mean how did my cat happen to be picked up?"
It seems he was caught in an animal trap at Nineteenth and Barker, about two hundred yards from the back line of my property. Probably he had been shut in the box trap all night. No wonder he was a scared cat.
At the time I didn't know about animal traps. I didn't know that cats could be picked up. Close. Very close. Suppose I had been away. Suppose... I don't want to. It hurts. Now all my cats wear rabies tags.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
I always have a long wishlist of movies I want to see and these 2 classic sex education movies were on it. There was this special edition dvd I kept in mind to purchase some day in the future, but as I found it's now being dealt for high prices I urgently searched for a reasonable offer. I found it at Ebay...
Sunday, March 13, 2011
I question the underlying assumption that ones a cat a favor by killing him...oh, sorry...I mean "putting him to sleep." Turn to backward countries that don't have Humane Societies for a simple alternative. In Tangier stray cats fend for themselves. I remember an eccentric old English lady in Tangier. Every morning she went to the fish market and filled a bag with cheap fish and made the rounds of vacant lots and other locales where stray cats congregated. I have seen as many as thirty cats rush up at her approach.
Well, why not? The money now spent on caging and killing cats could maintain actual shelters with food dispensers. of course the cats would have to be neutered and vaccinated for rabies.