For those few of you who are new to Edgy Mama, welcome! Just to catch you up, pnav stands for “posh North Asheville villa,” which is what Ash christened my humble bungalow a while back.
The photo is of one of my two kitties, Rocky, aka Sumo Cat.
If you want to read past wild animal chronicles, you’ll have to Google “Edgy Mama rat.” Then you can learn all about the mad Roscuro, chewed-up dishwasher hoses, and the Bucket of Death.
Or you can just read this. The continuing chronicles.
I’ve written before about the Wild Cat. He looks a bit like my guys in that he’s an orange and white marmalade, but he has a huge bulls-eye design on one side. Which would be good for target practice if I had a shotgun. And if I could shoot well. O, and he also has balls. Which my cats don’t have. Any more.
He’s quite an attractive Tom, but feral as Will. Over the past couple of years, the Wild Cat has gotten into our home and broken two lamps, one vase, one window screen, and ripped the floor molding off both our downstairs doors. He also has terrorized my boy, scared the shit out of me (I reached into a pile of stuffed animals and one of them hissed) AND he has cost us over $1,000 in vet bills.
He and Rocky keep getting into territorial battles and my sweet pussy always loses. You’d think he could just plop his close to 21 pounds of feline flesh down on the Wild Cat and the battle’d be done. Well, if the Wild Cat wasn’t equipped with teeth and claws. Right now Rocky has a huge draining absess on his back. Last month he had one on his heinie plus three fang holes. He’s on antibiotics again.
My vet tells me I have to catch the Wild Cat and have him done in. He (the cat) won’t stop breaking into our basement and home. He won’t stop beating up Rocky. And there is a rabies epidemic in this area. Not to mention feline leukemia and AIDS.
So the vet lent me a humane small animal trap. Last night, I set it up in the basement with some yummy Purina Healthy Weight Management crunchies in there.
Anyone want to guess what we caught?
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A) a rat
B) Rocky
Feral as Will…. good one
I go to the internet for information and quick answers…..but noooo….she wants me to guess what was caught in the trap.
I GOT NUTHIN’
Autumn’s close!
A small child ?
Rocky, a rat AND WildCat?
The first night we caught Houdini.
The second night: nothing.
Last night: ?.
a cold?
CJ is saddened and amused by Houdini’s capture. I have to say… I hope you catch WildCat before you catch… ohh.. your son.
1. A possum in a pear tree?
2. Raccoon stew?
3. Three blind mice?
4. Tyrannosaurus Rex?
5. Tarzan?
(How’d I do? I mean, you caught all of these, right?)
Walker and I had some cat adventures over the weekend when we were staying at one of her friend’s apt’s in NY - you should ask when you see her next.
That wild cat doesn’t want healthy weight management food, he wants tuna fish. Preferably the expensive stuff from Whole Foods. That is irresistable. Healthy food is always resistable.