Saturday, March 12, 2016
I've had over 50 unfixed cats come through my yard, since moving here, but I'd never seen this guy before he ended up in a trap I unloaded last night and left out, inadvertently, still set from trapping down town.
And caught this guy, whose attitude is very very sour.
He hisses, growls, strikes at me and I ignore him and pass him in food, which he gobbles as he growls. I talk baby talk to him and sprinkle catnip.
Sweet Mad Max, a gracious kitty caught at the down town colony, is now growling too, but he wasn't before I moved Ghandi up next to him. I hope naming him Mr. Really Bad Attitude---Ghandi, will help turn him peaceful, but I doubt it.
But neutering him might.
at 10:43 PM