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Cat Trapping – Week 2

So here we are at the end of week 2 in our attempts to capture one or more of Lew’s cats in a Have a Heart cat trap lent by Whiskers Animal Benevolent League. It was a decent week despite our failure to catch him.

Night 8: I can identify both cat and racoon prints, so we ARE feeding a racoon, but also we’re feeding at least one cat, and that cat is totaly RA. We set the trap and then went to Friendly’s to eat and when we came back the little bugger was there again! He went halfway up the stairs to the second floor, and then glared at us when Sam called him, before running away when Lew approached. At least now we have 100% confirmation that he’s alive. My sighting from February was sketchy in veracity to say the least, he was moving so fast.

Night 9: Heartened, we instituted an extra long session and headed back to Q, and Majere’s place where Sam has been staying to play Strife’s new game, Will to Power. Sam and a friend made stuffed shells that were awesome. On return to the trap, no cat. We reset the feeding station and left.

Night 10: O Hai Officer! Yes we have a reason to be hanging out in this parked car. We’re trying to catch a cat. Yup that’s what the cat carrier is for. You have a nice night too!!! The local constabulary looked in on us while we were parked.

Night 11: We went to a Corned Beef fundraiser that my father’s Knights of Columbus chapter hosted, and I came home with leftovers, so, since corned beef is Ra’s favorite thing ever, we baited the trap with corned beef this night. It… didn’t help. Not putting out any kibble anymore. He can have the beef to keep him coming but Bruce says we need to get him hungry.

Night 12: We tried the corned beef again, since he DID eat it on the previous night, after we took up the trap. Still no luck. To help entice him to eat from the trap I left it opened, but jammed with the corned beef inside.

Night 13: Determined to get the little bugger we are basically pulling an all nighter. We drove home for a short sleep, but came back within 6 hours. The cat is always taking the bait after we go, so maybe it’s a timing issue we thought. By morning time tho, still no Ra. We went home for a second sleep, leaving the trap open in the hopes he’s been taking the bait in the day.

Night 14: We arrive back from our day nap, to find a note pinned to the carraige house door. It turns out the nice lady across the street has been feeding him, which is why he’s not hungry enough to go for the trap food. At least we know now. Coordinating efforts with her now.

We’re going to need to get a second trap to put under her porch, since he seems to hang out there a lot when he’s not at the carriage house. Going into week three with high hopes!!!

8^)

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Cat Trapping – Week 1

So we’re out to get Ra, Lew’s cat… and possibly one of his other cats, Loki and Artemis, back again, and with the help of Bruce from Whiskers Animal Benevolent League that effort now includes cat traps, because the little bugger will not hang around when we show up. He’s only been spotted once, but he ran away from me and my flashlight beam.

Night 1: Bruce brought the trap and taught us how to arm it. We baited it with some tuna and went wandering and postering while we waited. We checked back every half hour, for about 2 hours, but in the end there was no one, so we tripped the trap and took off.

Night 2: First night on our own. Baited with donated wet food. Camped outside the Cumbies with a duvet waiting for a visit from kittays, for nearly 4 hours. It was hella cold even with the blanket, and we spent way too much money inside the Cumbies on snacks and stuff. Still no Ra, tripped the trap put the food back out and went home.

Night 3: I got some snacks before hand at the supermarket to save us on money. Baited with more donated wet food. We watched Babylon 5 on my MacBook. With the snacks all loaded up in the car it was almost like going to the drive in movies. Yet again no cat. Yet again put the feding station back in order and went home empty handed.

Night 4: We’re out of donated cat food, so we picked up a case of wet, and some cheese Danishes from the Hanniford on the way. Sam gave Lew enough money so we could each have a hot beverage for the sit out. Yet again, no cats. Not even sure if we’re feeding cats, or a racoon or some crap.

Night 5: Lew forgot the carriage house key, and we didn’t have time to make the hour and a half round trip to get it back, so we had to call that night a bust.

Night 6: We floured the floor to see what kind of paw prints turn up, and who we’re feeding. The weather is improving somewhat. It’s so warm tonight we don’t even need the duvet, but we could have done without the thunderstorm… well I could have done without the thunderstorm. Lew loved it. Still no cat.

Night 7: I was sick… Sam took Lew. They report “smudged” prints that they cannot identify, and came back catless…

We’ll be back out again tonight… let the search continue!!!!

8^/

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Operation Cat Retrieval

So, as mentioned in my previous entry, my dear friends Lew and his housemate Sam’s house was burned down in an act of deliberate malicious arson, by their other housemate Chris, and his two idiot friends Ali and Rustin. (Legal Indemnity: They are indited, but not yet convicted.)

I’ve also mentioned once or twice, that Lew had three lovely cats in his home at the time. The male has been tentatively spotted alive on Feb 18th. It is unknown if the girls escaped, or perished in the fire, but seeing as how there’s nothing we can do about it if they’re is dead, we are running on the assumption that one or more of the girls is still living.

RAArtemis and Loki

We’ve had our setbacks. As mentioned in Insult to Injury, an erroneous story on ABC 10, later retracted, identified Chris as the homeowner, causing people to conflate him with Lew, the real homeowner, and accost us on site as we were cat searching, leading to a two night hiatus on cat searching while that was worked out, due to a fear of physical harm (we don’t know what he was willing to do, and what he had at his disposal for weapons.)

The story also called our search posters a sick joke, which has lead people to continue ripping them down, making it hard to keep up awareness.

On the upside, Whiskers Animal Benevolent League volunteer Bruce, has helped us out with a cat feeding station, which at the very least Ra seems to be using, as that’s where he was spotted. Starting tomorrow night Bruce is bringing out a Have a Heart Trap so we can try and get him, or one of the girls if they’re also hanging around.

Wish us luck!!!

8^)

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How I Spent my Weekend…

Friday, December 12th cold, cold, cold day… inside my apartment. I actually went to bed on Thursday thinking nothing of the ice storm. I know now that allot of people lost power Thursday but we had ours till sometime after I went to sleep… needless to say I was late for work, since my alarm plugs into the wall. I called into work to report being late and make sure they had power, because if they didn’t… I shouldn’t bother going right? I mean… I work on computers. No power, no computers. My boss was not happy, but then he never was… They had power so I went to work.

I left on time too… to pick up Pizza from the Venezia… which was the only place we knew of in town that had power, and bring it to my parent’s house, to stay the night, in the comfort of their fireplace warmth. They had no power either, but a fireplace for heat, and having water that runs was a step up from my place. Rachel came over too, and we had a nice little camp out listening to the battery operated radio news, and chilling.

Saturday I went home to check on the cats and discovered the temperature in the apartment was already down into the 40’s, so I decided, despite the pain in the arse it would be, to bring them to my parent’s house for the duration. they were more well behaved than I expected, settling into my parents house as if it were no big deal, properly using their scratch posts and not Mom’s couches, and not being a pest. The only thing we had to do was put bricks under the woodstove, because Trixie kept trying to sleep under there… where she would bake her tiny kitty brains.

After being evicted from there, she made herself at home in Pixie’s old bed, which my parents hadn’t gotten rid of or put away yet. She was so at home there, that Papa let her take it home with us at the end of the weekend (to the date of this writing, it remains her favorite place.) Frankie played around some, and got past the sheets into the living room a couple times, but mom put up a baby gate, and then he was no longer able to sneak in there. Mostly he just laid on the ottoman in the sun in the Family Room. I honestly think they would have gotten in more trouble were they not so tempted to stay in the family room, as it was the warmest place. I read all day… cause what else was I going to do?

Also on Saturday our across the street neighbors, who had a generator (and were flaunting it, with the Christmas lights on all night) offered us to come over and warm up… but we were already warm with the fireplace. My parents took him up on the offer of hot showers however as they were due at a Christmas Party that night, and the banquet house reportedly had power.

That night Rachel went to her parent’s house, since they had power back, so I was left at my parents house alone and fluish, so I spent the night at the folks eating chicken soup warmed on the top of the gas woodstove (seems a contradiction no?), and when it got to dark to read, playing my Nintendo DS. Yey for battery operated video games, and car jumper boxes that double as emergency power sources! We were also charging the cell phones off the jumper box (in retrospect, that’s probably why it was dead when I needed it in January.) Then I went to bed early…

Sunday was more of the same, mostly keeping an eye on the cats (who spent the night locked in separate bathrooms) and reading… till I got a call from Rachel saying our power was back! Great news because I really didn’t want to have to leave the cats in bathrooms all day when I went back to work on Monday…

8^S

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Meet Frankie!

So, earlier in August I was over at Jake’s, and we were coming home late at night from… something down at the Playhouse I think… whatever it was we had to park further from his apartment than usual, and thus wound up walking past the abandoned house at the end of his block, where we picked up a little tag-along in the form of a small, 6 month old tuxedo kitten. Of course being the cat person I am, I could imediatly tell by it’s body language and plaintive mews that it wasn’t feral, and just wanted some attention, so I gave it a scratch behind the ears and it followed us all the way to Jake’s apartment, where I said godnight to the little dearling, and we headed inside…

Then Fridge Logic kicked in… it wasn’t wearing a collar, and it picked us up near the abandoned house… OH NO! We left a homless kitten out in the cold!!!! So I went out looking for him, but he wasn’t at the door anymore. Jake’s downstairs neighbors were chilling on the stoop and wanted to know what I was looking for, so I told them, and after a jog up and down the block looking for the kitten, I went back inside, and figured it was probably for the best… what was I going to do with it if I found it anyhow?

And just as I convinced myself to feel a bit better about it… there’s a knock at the door. The downstairs neighbors are standing there, holding the kitten, under it’s arms like Simba from the Lion King… but less lovingly. “I think we found the cat you were looking for.” I nodded, “Take it?” they shoved it into my arms and disappeared down the stairs.

So there I am with a kitten and no idea what to do with it, because it’s 11:30 at night and Jake isn’t supposed to have pets in his apartment. First order of business, we feed him a can of tuna fish in the bathroom, and I send Jake to the 24hour supermarket for one of those one time use disposable litter boxes. We left it in the bathroom overnight, and took it to the vet on Sunday Morning, in a laundry basket with a fitted sheet pulled over the top to keep it in.

So, they tell us, it’s a male, he does not have FIV or FLV, but he does have fleas, and he isn’t neutered.

I call my roommate from the vet. “How do you feel about another cat in the apartment?” Surprisingly, she doesn’t seem phased. So “Little Man” comes home with me. I wasn’t about to name him yet at that point, as the next order of business was to poster “Found Cat” for 8 or 9 blocks around Jake’s apartment to see if he had a family.

Well… two weeks with no replies, and we went and took down all the posters, I bought him a collar and ordered him tags, and got him to my regular vet for a new patient exam, and scheduled him for a neuter. He’ll be going under the knife the same day Trixie gets her dental cleaning.

He’s a pistol this one… bouncy as all heck, but he likes to sleep in my bed with me, which Trixie hasn’t done since the first week I had her. We have to keep him in my room for a few months more, then we’ll start letting him out to see Trixie under supervision… and eventually he’ll be able to roam free, but right now, they need to acclimate to one another.

8^)

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