I told you a while ago about our boarders, the cats belonging to our friend D who was between houses. Well, D finally reclaimed one of his cats--Nani, aka PsychoKitty, or Mr Thunderpaws, and as we hoped, decided that the other cat, Bubba, had found his soulmates and so left him with us. I'll tell you in a minute about Nani's new home.
Bubba, a former indoor-outdoor cat, decided to redefine himself as a Kept Cat of Lesbians and become a complete housecat with us. He is a fat fellow (no, he's just fuzzy, right?) who sleeps all day between couch and bed. Of course being wimmin we are trying to improve him....he's on a diet, and gets regular brushing and nail trimming.
But he loves it. A real people cat, his favorite position is on his back demanding love and cuddles. BP laughs that sometimes she finds me asleep with Bubba lying on his back in the crook of my arm with his paw on my cheek. When he hears the garage door in the evening, he meets us at the door eager for dinnner. He's very engaging with a bit of a catnip mouse habit. Clearly, Bubba thinks he's found heaven. Finally, we have become stereotypical lesbians: we have a cat.
Nani and D moved to a huge house with D's fiancee and her cat. Nani, who is a lean, mean, hunting machine, loves his new neighborhood and has presented D with rats, rabbits, and the occasional bird. He's a rather reptilian cat, friendly up front with the neighbors, but prone on intimate acquaintance to unprovoked attacks and thunderous running fits, hence his nicknames. But D loves him. D came home the other day and found Nani waiting for him. There was a cable tie around Nani's neck, snug but not harmful, and attached to it was a sort of capsule inside of which was a note printed in a small font.
"Your cat is killing the birds and lizards in my yard," the note said. "You'd better keep him home...it would be a shame if something happened to such a beautiful cat."
Chilling, no? with the subtext being "next time I pull the cable tie tight". I never understand how one can claim to defend life by taking it, and while Nani is not my favorite cat, I would never wish him any ill. The NY Times reported last week that people who abuse animals are at greatly increased risk for violence against people. Nani, who is utterly unafraid of people, of course has no clue that he's in danger from some other psycho.
Note to psycho: Use a hose to squirt Nani and he'll get the idea to stay out of your yard. Shrinking notes into capsules to threaten an animal says a lot more about you than anything else, and not in a good way.