I made a lot of calls today to find out more about how to get two cats inside. I spoke to a nice woman in the South. She felt we were doing all that we could be doing. I was grateful for that.
I called the local Animal Control Officer just to see about purchasing some equipment locally. Instead of the gentleman calling me back, he stopped by. I thought that was so very thoughtful of him. NOT. He walked up to me on the porch and I sweetly greeted him, introduced myself and shook his hand. He said "you called?" Why yes I did and here is why, I went on to explain. He went on to say "you know you have to bait the traps you have here." Really asshole? I just freaking told you that we were in the process of changing things up and we have yet to move the cages and bait them again. Listen up old man. He went on to say "why are you going through all this trouble? Just get yourself some new cats?" WHAT? Are you fucking kidding me? Did you just stop by my house and say this? I wanted to tell the man that he was lucky I didn't rip his balls off right then and there! I told him that I loved the ones I had and was just hoping for a little advice and since it looked like we were doing things correctly, thanks and get lost. I was ready to trap his nads in the GOD DAMN CAGE! So he walked off and reminded me to bait the cage. Thanks you useless piece of shit!
So my post is far from sweet and elegant. Let me tell you something, I didn't come out on the other side of losing two parents easily! Losing each one of them has been the hardest thing in the world. If I can face and deal with that the best I can, I can deal with almost anything. I am fiercely loyal and protective. Come near those I love, including those with fur and my claws come out and it is not a pretty sight! So if you are not going to aid me in the recovery of my furry family members or support me in my quest, buzz the hell off! I don't need you Mr. Animal Control SHIT HEAD!
Sorry, I know some of you are probably appalled. This blog is not for the faint of heart or those easily offended.
I need my girls back, it's pretty simple!
Mama Out!
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Let me just say, that I couldn't have said it better! You eloquent thing, you!
All of our thoughts are with you and know we are here to help anyway we can! There's a PIZZA PARTY at your place once the little "Explorers" get back home!
((Jill)) That's very upsetting, as every experience I've had with Animal Control officers has shown them to be sensitive and empathetic to pet owners' feelings.
This guy must have just been too sidetracked in his excitement to show a helpless and incapable woman what to do...
Good luck with the girls!
Jill, I'm sorry but your post made me laugh picturing you about to geld the AC officer with a cat trap. Honestly, by the time the person who answered the call relays the information to the person who is actually sent, the information gets very dilluted and often way off kilter. I can imagine this guy was pissed off when he was sent to your home.
I've lost kitties before and I know how heartbreaking it is. It IS encouraging that you have seen them around. I had one show up after three weeks one time like she had never been gone. Hope your kitties come home soon.
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