The Baffling Behavior of . . .good . . .samaratins
So, Kirk's kitty is an outdoor one. He's clean, clearly well-fed, and had a collar on him with a bell, but no tag.
So the other day Mircea comes home with a little note on his collar: "Please put my address on my collar because I keep escaping and begging the neighbors for food."
OK. First of all, Mircea is one of those meow-all-the-time-kitties, so he's probably not begging. BUT if you happen to put food in front of him, he'll probably eat it. And why assume he's not an outdoor cat? Kirk and I both agreed that the note was totally ignorant and passive-aggressive. DON'T FEED A CAT YOU DON'T KNOW, PEOPLE!! Jesus.
So Mircea goes out again (though I tried to persuade Kirk to put a note on his collar saying "This is Mircea, he's an outdoor cat. Please don't feed him.") and disappears for an evening. Kirk freaks out and I'm all--don't worry, cats do it all the time. But this time I'm wrong.
At about 9 last night Kirk saw Mircea kinda flash across the street meowing, dragging something behind him, and he then hid under a truck still meowing all pitiful-like. After about 15 minutes we finally coax him out with some food only to find that Mircea has A CELL PHONE CORD TIED TO HIS COLLAR, and then a note, carefully printed and taped to a little tag "I need a home. I am very friendly."
I can see the note (I guess) but WTF!!!! Why the cell phone cord? And Mircea has a limp now.
OH MY GOD I FUCKING HATE PEOPLE SO MUCH.
Though Kirk feels too awkward to do it, I'm knocking on some doors.
So the other day Mircea comes home with a little note on his collar: "Please put my address on my collar because I keep escaping and begging the neighbors for food."
OK. First of all, Mircea is one of those meow-all-the-time-kitties, so he's probably not begging. BUT if you happen to put food in front of him, he'll probably eat it. And why assume he's not an outdoor cat? Kirk and I both agreed that the note was totally ignorant and passive-aggressive. DON'T FEED A CAT YOU DON'T KNOW, PEOPLE!! Jesus.
So Mircea goes out again (though I tried to persuade Kirk to put a note on his collar saying "This is Mircea, he's an outdoor cat. Please don't feed him.") and disappears for an evening. Kirk freaks out and I'm all--don't worry, cats do it all the time. But this time I'm wrong.
At about 9 last night Kirk saw Mircea kinda flash across the street meowing, dragging something behind him, and he then hid under a truck still meowing all pitiful-like. After about 15 minutes we finally coax him out with some food only to find that Mircea has A CELL PHONE CORD TIED TO HIS COLLAR, and then a note, carefully printed and taped to a little tag "I need a home. I am very friendly."
I can see the note (I guess) but WTF!!!! Why the cell phone cord? And Mircea has a limp now.
OH MY GOD I FUCKING HATE PEOPLE SO MUCH.
Though Kirk feels too awkward to do it, I'm knocking on some doors.