I love cats, but
Feeding the cats
Some people are dog people and some are cat people. We like both but because
we go out of town a lot on the week-end, we decided to stick with cats. Cats can
fend for themselves for a few days when they are use to being kept outside.
We live outside of the city limits of Denham Springs and not in a subdivision.
This allowed us to let the cats we had stay outside as there was not a lot of traffic
near our house. We live on the corner of a state highway and a parish road and as
the years went by the traffic increased. We had one or two cats for a couple of
years and then it happened. One summer there was an epidemic of people dropping
off their cats at that intersection near our house. Feeling sorry for the loud
meowing cats, we gave the homeless little beggars a little food. The cats were no
longer homeless; they adopted us to be their food provider and would not go away.
Feeding an extra cat or two was no problem. Every so often another cat was
added to the food bowl. One day I went to feed the cats and counted them-there
were twelve of them. We had black cats, gray cats, yellow cats and even a calico
one. My wife said something has to be done about all the cats. They sleep on the
vehicles and leave their muddy paw prints all over them, not to mention the cost of
the cat food. Most of the cats would not let you pet them. You could get close to
them and sometime some of them would let you touch them, but that was all. How
could I catch the cats and haul them to the animal shelter?
I had a plan. I borrowed a large wire dog kennel from a friend. I opened the
door and place it where I feed the cats. I placed the cat food at the door for a week.
They paid no attention to the kennel. The next week I placed the food a little on the
inside of the kennel, no problem. The next week in the middle of the kennel. The
cats were going in there and getting their food. The next week I placed it in the
back of the kennel. After a few days of feeding them regular cat food in the back of
the kennel, I put some tuna fish in the food. That really got their attention. While
they were busy eating I eased up and very quietly shut the door. There were eight
cats in it. I grabbed the handle and lifted it up to put it in the back of my pick-up
truck. You would have thought someone in cat language yelled "bomb". The cats
exploded toward the outside of the kennel in an effort to get out. I managed to hold
on to the moving kennel and load it into the back of my pick-up.
I got into the truck and started to the animal shelter. I was about a half mile
away from the house when I looked into the rearview mirror. I saw nothing but
cats bailing out of the truck. Somehow the door latch on kennel came loose. I
found a place to turn around and headed back home expecting to see dead cats all
along the road. But I didn't see any dead cats at all.
It was about a week later when the last of the cats returned home for another
free meal. I put the kennel out again but not one cat would go near it, so I continue
to fee the free loading cats.