Monday, December 21, 2015

Zeva is Safe

After much worry and little sleep, I took a proactive approach to saving Zeva.

She's the cat the man wanted to trap and take to the pound because she watches the birds he feeds.  I feed the same birds, and she watches them too but I've never seen her catch one, although the hawks do, unfortunately.  A Cooper's Hawk preys on them periodically and now also the Red Tail, who comes through this part of town hunting.

Zeva is a bad hunter because she's slightly cross eyed and because she is bright white.  The birds can spot her a mile away.   Which unfortunately also makes her very visible to people who don't like cats, too.

A friend came over from Corvallis today because she knew I needed some support.   We went to Walmart.  A woman smoked outside while her young daughter hopped around atop a sitting bench singing "Here comes Santa Claus, here comes Santa Claus..."

My friend, who is decidedly NOT into the Christmas thing, turned to me and said, "I think now is a good time to tell her there is no Santa Claus."  I cracked up.  Inside Walmart an employee in a red hat was singing Christmas carols while people fetched shopping carts, and pushed them by her into the store.  "Pumping it up," I said to my friend.  "Pumping what up?" she asked.  "Why, that Christmas spirit," I replied, "the fuzzy warmth that opens up the heart but more importantly, the wallet, for bigger buying."  "Ha, ha," she said.

Action works best for me when there is a troubling new problem, if its possible.   I went and talked to Zeva's real owner, over on the other street.  Yes, the man had been there too, and she had told him if he trapped her to bring her home to her.   I asked if she wanted me to trap her and find her a safer place to live and she said "yes, please do" and otherwise, if he brought her home, she said she'd call me.

Tonight I trapped Zeva. Took only minutes, maybe three.   I have owner permission now too, to find her a safe home.  She's in my bathroom and not real happy, but that's better than being dead, I told her.  She's known me for years.






Zeva is a beautiful kitty, part Siamese, with one blue eye and one yellow.  She loves high places and often roof hops, or skillfully walks fence lines.  This is how she has survived some rather mean dogs and people thus far.  She also often sleeps atop a roof.

She's now in my bathroom and is a cuddle bug, loves being held and hugged and petted. She's also quite vocal.  I think I have a home for her down south with a total cat lover.  It's time for Zeva to be indoors, safe, warm and loved.

My happiness was short lived.   As I mentioned the neighbor also feeds her.  I had gone to her true owners, over on the other street, who gave me permission to find her a safe home.  So after I trap her, as a courtesy, I text the neighbor who feeds her, (I also feed her), with whom I have had severe issues.

Here is the response I got:

"wtf you bitch"
"She has been mine for the last six years and I love her. U are going to pay for this dearly.Be prepared to suffer, just like I am."

This was very very shocking.  It's not her cat anymore than its my cat.   She's nuts, I guess, and possibly dangerous, given the threats and I'm living next to that and almost next to a cat killer.   This has not been a good week.  It's not easy to live where I live.

I wanted to text her back "well, you've not done much suffering since she's only been in my bathroom a few minutes and you're not even home."   What a drama queen.   I didn't text that back, but I could have, because it was true.

I don't think it's been six years since she showed up and I got her spayed.  I got several cats fixed for that original owner house.   But if the neighbor wants to retroactively claim ownership, then she would likely want to claim the spay bill too.

I had her come get the cat and I wonder if now she will take care of her by keeping her in and safe from that man who wants her gone or else.

Big tall fences indeed are the best neighbors after all.  There will be some fence building going on around here.

Do I care who owns the cat, as long as she's cared for and safe from Mister Cat Killer?  I don't,  Not one iota.  

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  1. I am so very sorry. I hope and trust that she is all unpleasant mouth.

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    1. I don't think so. I just don't know. I don't need this next to me and the other guy, who kills cats, on the other side and back. This isn't a place to live and be happy, which is all I want.

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    2. The other neighbor said I shouldn't have told her in the first place, since its not her cat. I just did so as a courtesy, I would want to know, if someone found a stray I fed a home. It was just a courtesy. I tried to do the right thing by Zeva. And her owner, and the neighbor.

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  2. What a sorry situation.... poor Zeva... you must feel a bit like King Solomon, having to make these decisions.

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    1. I feel kind of like that, Sharon. I just want to live in peace happily and all this drama, when she could have had a nice home, inside, too. It is tough. I still believe letting the neighbor know was the right thing. It's not my problem she is how she is. HOwever, I wish Zeva could be safe.

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  3. I agree with your other neighbor. I bet if you hadn't told her, she wouldn't have noticed the cat gone at all. If you catch her again...I hope you don't say anything.

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    1. Yeah, probably shouldn't have. She's not the owner, but I couldn't deal with her threats, living right next door, nor the danger implied, to me and my cats. I thought it was the right thing to do, as a courtesy, because that's what I would want, if someone found a home for a cat I was feeding. I would have been very happy to know the cat was out of harms way.

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  4. What a pity Zeva is not going south where you are sure she would be loved. I expect we haven't heard the end of this.

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    1. Yes, it is a pity and I hope she is safe and the woman, now claiming her, will keep her inside, safe. I hope you have heard the end of it and me too, because I'm kind of stressed out completely. A third house is now empty on the block, as a family at one end, up and left. I told them "Good luck" and he said "Nice knowing you".

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  5. How awful! You don't deserve that kind of treatment, to state the obvious. Best wishes for some peace and harmony in the coming year.

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