Feral Cat
Posted: Tuesday, 06 March 2007 |
13 comments |
With all this talk of Cat Blogs etc it reminded me of an episode that happenned not long after we moved here.
I was dragged up in a town well more like a city and you can imagine having only seen pet cats I had never encountered any other sort.
Not long after we moved to Barebraes I went round the back of the house to find cowered in the long grass a peedie white cat looking very scared and thin. I returned from the house with a plate of cat food and a cat box and managed to entise it into the box. After being shut in the box it started spitting and hissing and looking scared and a little bit miffed.
Because I was unsure if it had some disease I decided to place it in the barn away from the other cats and waited for Mr B to get back.
Some time later and after checking on the cat it seemed that it had calmed down and looked quite placid.
Enters Mr B, Lets take a look at this cat then" he says
So off we go to the barn and he endeavours to open the box, all hell breaks loose!!!!
The cat comes screaming out of the box all claws and fangs flailing around and runs directly up a nearby wall and I swear across the ceiling of the barn and proceeds in spending the next few minutes trying to get out of the barn.
By this time Mr B and meself have pinned ourselves to the nearest wall in terror. The cat then proceeds to enter a 6metre long peice of drainage pipe that happens to be laying on the floor in the barn
Oh No
a cat in a pipe
What do we do
hose pipe it out with water ?
shake it out?
comperessed air ?
I think the SSPCA would not think highly of either of us
We resorted to getting a long stick pointing the pipe out of the barn door and gently pushing the cat out.
The peedie white cat took off so fast over the brae that we never saw it again
I will think twice before doing my good samaritan bit ( or will I )
Posted on On Top Of Ward Hill at 09:41
Comments
What a marvellous picture ...!!
Its true though, feral cats, though they may look needy and lonely to humans, are actually very much sufficient to themselves ... and don't really like people ...
As opposed to the 'stray cat', who is just looking for a new home ...
Incidentally, I have seen a housecat, in extremis (alsation enters room), ascend a tall sheer glass window with only the aid of its claws ...! As fast as boiled asparagus ...!!
soaplady from office, mouth in a 'Wow' shape ...!
purrr or roaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
carol from france
Speaking as a purely domestic creature, that is just a bit beyond scary for me. Man-hating but not man-eating....obviously!
Flying Cat from station frogwatch
I rest my case.
mjc from NM,USA
Achoo!
Muness from Fetlar
If I saw THAT in the byre I'd pee my pants from fright!!
Michellechoza from Mainland Orkney on the fairm
love the photo, good story too.
island threads from lewis
Wet knickers not advisable in this climate. a chill in the gluteus maximus can be quite nasty...
Flying Cat from playing doctors&nurses with the frogs
Is Michellechoosa permitted to pee her pants on Island Blogging?
Tws from hidingunderthebed
Are you alergic to cats Muness or have you a cold? And I hope that I wont be held responsible for bringing IBHQ into the smut zone. The mere thought of incontinance, perhaps we shouldn't go there
Barebraes from Shapinsay
A sturdy cotton gusset will cope with all but the most copious flow. I think Muness and Herman are both allergic to cats.......and yet. strangely, not d.o.g.s.
Flying Cat from sloggiing on
looked just like my wife last night
boy was she mad
richard bain from tallahassee florida
Poor you Richard, whatever did you do ?
Barebraes from Shapinsay
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