Thursday, September 29, 2005

Mad, bad and dangerous to know


Last night as I was resting in bed while my husband tended to our crazy toddler child, my placid rest was interrupted when my beloved brought Elizabeth into our room and said, "Mini mini is in the house, I'm leaving her here for right now."
Mini mini is a tiny stray/feral cat that we discovered living in our yard around the same time that Pumpkin went missing.
My theory is that Mini mini (so named because he/she is a miniature version of Pumpkin) and this other stray/feral in the neighborhood, Blackie (so named because he/she is black) conspired to run Pumpkin, who was our gatekeeper, off the property.
ANYWAY.
Mini mini got into the house through the cat flap and our older cat Louie was sleeping so he didn't get a chance to run him off. Our youngest cat, Baby, was apparently showing Mini mini around the house and breaking bread with him or her.
Their food is in our laundry room, a very narrow hallway type area with only one open doorway aka easy exit.
Bob went into this doorway to try to get Mini mini out of the house. Mini mini went bouncing around the room like a pinball, Bob said, before freezing in full freak out mode.
Bob, in fear of being scratched, backed out of the room and Mini mini went running out of the room, through the house and out the cat flap.
Yikes!
Later on while we slept, either Mini mini or Blackie (probably Mini mini) re-entered the house through the flap and got into a big old fight with one of our cats. Prompting Bob to get out of bed, stomp around the house and try to figure out what was going on. Ridiculous!
Earlier in the day, before Bob was home from work, Elizabeth and I were scared by a cat fight taking place on our back porch. We went outside to investigate and as I walked around the side of the deck I heard a cat growling. I quickly deduced that the growling was coming from the top of a pine tree near the deck. I backed away from that tree, which smelled very strongly of cat spray, and saw very faintly in the dark the shadowy figure of Blackie the black cat falling out of said tree and running off into the night.
We need Pumpkin back! He used to fight these cats off the deck and they never even got close enough to get into the house! A few nights ago Blackie attempted to get into the house through the flap as well.
I need advice on how to discourage these interlopers from further terrorizing my home!
Bob suggested I test my BB gun sharpshooting skills on a live target, but the thought kind of makes me sad, but at this point, not SO sad that I wouldn't do it.
We'll see what happens!

8 comments:

cube said...

Well whatever you do don't play Yoko Ono records because that will attract every cat in the neighborhood.

Jessey said...

Ha ha! Like I would ever admit to owning Yoko Ono! I don't, just for official recordkeeping purposes, I do not.
Does that also extend to Tori Amos, I mean, I love her, but she's a BIT screechy. Or Bjork for that matter. Also love the Bjork.

cube said...

Comon, for screeching purposes, there is nothing like Yoko, even the new age wannabes like Tori & Bjork who do come close...

Jessey said...

It's true, Yoko is the queen screecher!
Witness the Barenaked Ladies tribute song, "Be My Yoko Ono"
Good stuff.
I highly recommend.

Jessey said...

Mini mini returned last night to snack on pizza topping droppings that were left on the cutting board on the counter.
He/she was unceremoniously escorted from the building by my husband Bob, who I believe threw a dust pan at the interloper.

cube said...

Your post reminds me of how crazy I am. My 2 girls wanted 2 sister kittens & I went along because they (the cats, not my daughters) would go to the Humane
Society. So now we have 2 adult cats, 2 kittens, & a german shepherd (who thinks she's a cat because it's all she knows). Oy!

Jessey said...

We started out with one cat, Louie, because my husband is a sucker for crazy animals.
Then we got Pumpkin (who is now missing) because my husband is a sucker for motherless animals.
Then we got Buppas, our dog, because my husband is a sucker for Husky pups. Buppas then ran away and was replaced by Baby Pumpkin aka Pumpernickels who we got because MY husband is a sucker.
Now that Pumpkin has run off, been run off, we are thinking of getting another cat, because we are both suckers.

cube said...

Yeah, we have a large sucker sign outside our house, too. There are always animals lining up by the carport.