I went out to trap the new Millersburg colony which happens to be next door to one of the old Millersburg colonies. I trapped the mom and the two girl teens, one a Siamese, the other a torbi, but the black boy took off when I drop trapped mom and one sister. So I left two traps set and headed on over to Millersburg Country, just to peak around.
The caretaker there and I chatted awhile. She's upset over Hispanics at her workplace. She's the only English speaker. She's worked there 20 years or so and it's still a minimum wage no benefit job, but the Hispanics all band together, so she now works alone, because they don't speak her language. They get new work shirts, she said, and she doesn't. She said she never used to be prejudice, now she is sort of. She thinks they connive together, to make sure any new English speakers get fired. She says since they began hiring primarily Hispanics there a year ago, it's been the worst year of her employment life. She's very under-spoken so I would guess she's had it rough. She's also a tolerant person.
Anyhow, she thinks no new cats have shown up there, at least, that are not fixed.
Then I went back to check the two traps I'd left set. In one of the traps, was a left eartipped orange tabby---one from the next colony over, fixed last March at the Veneta Neuterscooter clinic. I let him go.
Then I caught a Flamepoint Siamese male. She'd said she was feeding a white cat. I guess this is where the Siamese blood came from in the kittens. I saw the little black male teen running around but I left at 11:00 p.m., figured he'd go in a trap during the night, or tomorrow.
Coyotes were yipping and yapping in the fields across the road. A barn owl was screeching. The night was alive with bugs and bats. The bats swooped in near me, turning away at the last second.
I saw four cats sitting in the road on up closer to Millersburg. I made a mental note of the location. They look like related owned cats.
I have to get to bed. Was hot here today. Thunderstorms and lightning are possible tomorrow, the weatherman on the news said. Millersburg Country colony caretaker has a firefighter son who is on alert for fire crew for tomorrow, due to the predicted lightning.
I will also be picking up the tame male from the duplex where the former Boondoggie lives. They found him. He'd gotten loose the day I went there after the City of Albany asked me to check it out when a neighbor complained about the stench and that a cat horder lived there. Well they have three cats, two of whom are unfixed and one of whom has three ten day old kittens. But, according to them, the complainer herself has two unfixed cats, one of them with kittens. Can you believe that?
Also, they claim the complainer had had someone break into her place and steal her cats' kittens because somebody saw little girls going door to door with kittens wanting five bucks each for them. That's how they claim they know the kittens were stolen from their neighbors place, and not lost or dead, because they were the same kittens as their neighbor who complained about them, had had. I said "Yeah? What'd the stolen kittens look like?" They were black, the woman said in total seriousness. No, I am not kidding.
She went on to say that someone also tried to break into their place to steal their kittens from their mom cat. I said "Why would people break into your house to steal kittens and how would they even know you had any?"
"Well, I saw a man's hand trying to break through the back door, but we had it locked good. We called the police but they said there's nothing they can do."
I said, "Well what would make you think if he was trying to break in, that he was after kittens?" At that point I gave up on the conversation.
They found their male. He'd been tied on a leash to the front porch that first day I went there, then broken free and run off. They claim they found him tied to the back porch on the leash of an apartment real close to where they live. "They stole him," she claimed, with drama. I said, "Why would they do that?" Then I checked myself, mentally, and quickly changed the subject.
I really didn't want to hear the answer.
I believe they are always concerned that people are stealing their cats because they cherish them. Their cats are truly their most valuable possessions.
I am a Cat Woman. My self-appointed mission in life is to save the feline world! To accomplish this mission, I get cats fixed. Perhaps my mission might be slightly delusional. This blog is a mishmash of wishful thinking, rants, experiences as I remember them and of course, cat stories and cat photos. I have a nonprofit now, to help keep the cats here cared for and to fix community cats. Happy Cat Club formed in 2015. Currently, we are on a mission to fix 10,000 cats.
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