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Mystery Cat 17.11.05

There’s a cat that’s been coming to our house for the past two nights. We leave a lot of dog food and scraps from dinner outside for the raccoons and foxes, and it’s been coming to eat the dinner scraps. Cute little thing – it has a motley, lynx-like fur pattern, except for snow white feet.

Problem, nobody knows whose cat it is. Remember, this isn’t a huge neighborhood, where something like this wouldn’t be too uncommon – this is a small neighborhood composed of exactly three families, and we’re plop right in the middle of the forest, ten miles from the nearest city. There is only one family that has cats, and they’ve confirmed it’s not their cat (the cat actually visited their house first, sometime last week); the other neighbor only has dogs, and we have no pets. So, either it was abandoned, or (more likely) it wandered from the trailer park that’s a couple miles from here (that’s one hell of a journey though, because the trailer park’s in a deep valley, with huge mountains with a bajillion tons of brush separating us from them).

However, the little thing doesn’t have a collar. The real problem though is that it seems afraid of humans – it runs away as soon as it notices us, even if we’re still inside the house. I’ve never seen it for more than a few seconds at a time (and again, remember that we’re in the middle of nowhere, so once it runs, it can easily get out of sight).

I’d like to at least catch the little booger so that I can bring it down to the trailer park and ask if anybody’s lost a cat recently, but if the silly thing keeps running away, it’s going to find itself in an unfriendly encounter with a bobcat or mountain lion. At least I know the raccoons won’t attack it – the other night when it noticed us, it froze for a little bit, and out of nowhere one of the raccoons walked up and patted its tail a little bit, tried to smell its butt, then lost interest and went to eating the dog food.

I want the kitty.

8 Comments

Blogger Blake 18.11.05  

Mountain lion cross kitty? Sounds like a timid little thing. Though, I’m kinda suprised it didn’t run from the racoons…

Anonymous Hayden 18.11.05  

As you say dog food, you really mean your weiner hot dog stuff right?

I wouldn't be surprised if the cat was from miles away, it would've been able to smell the food! (Our old cat once found its way from the SPCA back to our house. An epic journey through urban sprawl!)

Our current cat had severely swollen thyroids and needed some radioactive therapy. She still gets quite sick sometimes and she doesn't wait around when there's food about. She eats her solids extremely quickly, and at a young age we found that biscuits didn't stay down as well as meat, even then she gutses it down and throws it up every so often. Abandoned as a kitten and now as sick as a dog, not a happy life for a pretty kitty :/

Blogger Sage 18.11.05  

Though, I’m kinda suprised it didn’t run from the racoons…

Me too (hey, real ellipses!). I thought it would run as soon as it saw a raccoon, but when the raccoon was sniffing its butt it didn’t even seem to notice.

As you say dog food, you really mean your weiner hot dog stuff right?

No no, we don’t leave hot dogs laying around. As the animals come in, we go outside and make sure each one gets exactly one hot dog. We leave a few scoops of dog food out all night for the animals to eat whenever they want to.

Our current cat had severely swollen thyroids and needed some radioactive therapy.

Radioactive therapy? Daaamn. I guess I’m to used to rats – with them, once they get a tumor, it’s usually most sensible to just leave it alone and hope it’s benign.

Blogger Blake 19.11.05  

Nice, I like the new design. :-)

Blogger Sage 19.11.05  

Nice, I like the new design.

Thank ya. :-) The old design looked a little too generic and had a little too much influence from Signal vs. Noise, so I decided to tweak it a bit. Heavy inspiration came from Wright’s Price Tower, which is one of my favorite skyscrapers ever.

Anonymous AO 30.11.05  

considering its skitishness around humans, there are two scenarios. One, it was abused and ran away. Two, it is a feral cat. Born and raised outdoors, never having had human contact.

Your best bet to locate the owners, is snap a picture and take it to the local humane society. Chances are good the previous owner has already contacted them and it looking for it. If there has been no contact, its yours. As much as you could claim that.

If you're into Wright, you may also want to research E. Fay Jones, from Arkansas. He apprenticed to WRight for a few years, and adapted those principals to his style and has created some beautiful architecture.

A few years before he died, I had the pleasure of talking to him on the phone. Exceptional architect.

Blogger Sage 3.12.05  

Your best bet to locate the owners, is snap a picture and take it to the local humane society.

Yeah, I’ve considered doing that, but it’s always been at the kitchen door, which has both glass and a screen, so getting a decent picture would be impossible (and the instant I touch the door handle, it darts off).

If there has been no contact, its yours. As much as you could claim that.

Heh heh, not with the way it’s been acting!
;-)

The raccoons are far more “tame” right now, per se. There’s one that likes to touch my feet (don’t worry, shoes on!), another that’s figured out how to open the screen door when it’s ajar, so he’ll open it and peek in the house when he’s hungry, and several of them who occasionally will sleep on the kitchen steps all night because they have nothing better to do. I wonder how many people have seen a raccoon curled up and asleep on their steps.

Blogger Sage 3.12.05  

Oops, forgot this part:

If you're into Wright, you may also want to research E. Fay Jones, from Arkansas.

Wow, he does have great stuff! That Thorncrown Chapel is just stunning – the skeleton is so brilliantly tree-like.