I can not belive what I did today....it's a day I won't forget for a while! It all started last night around 7:30pm....a dog was barking in the front yard. Which is not unusual but it kept on barking....turns out there was a CAT on stairs and that is why the dog was barking. As the night went on, the dog was gone but the cat was still there.
We had a late dinner, still heard the meowing.....
Kids went to bed, still meowing....
This whole time the cat is at the front door, peeking in the window, trying to get in.
The girls kept asking if we could let it in, that it was probably cold...and they wanted to know if we could keep it.
After the kids were in bed, I got on the computer and watched TV around midnight and the stinking cat was still there. By the time I turned out the lights and went to bed, the cat was gone. Thank goodess.
UNTIL the next morning, at 7:30am when the girls woke up.....they ran into my room and said the CAT IS STILL HERE, MOM! It was there all night, they said. I thought holy crap, when is this cat going to leave?
We got ready for school, still there....when we left to take the girls to school, I took them out the side garage door. The cat just stared at us....from the top of the stairs.
When I got back home half an hour later...the cat was still there. Since it was now daylight, I could see there was for sure no collar. It's trash day, so I needed to get the cans to the street. I did open the garage door, must have scared it, cause it ran off.
If it wasn't 5 minutes later, the cat was back on the porch, meowing....almost like a CRY. I was thinking, holy crap.....I can't live like this.
SO I CALLED ANIMAL CONTROL.
They said they would send someone out....and of coarse when they did, the cat was GONE.
If I did not come in the house, pour myself a bowl of Frosted Flakes, the dam cat was back at the door meowing.....!!! So, I ate my cereal.....and headed to the garage to find a BOX to trap the bugger in. Within 1/2 hour from the animal control officer leaving.....I had captured a CAT.
Part of me felt proud of myself, the other part felt bad....
I am not a big cat lover, but I can't have a cat stalking my front porch, wondering if he or she will run in the house when I open the door.
OH, and what I forgot to tell you......the cat had a shrew dead at the bottom of the porch. (when I told that to Bill, he thought it might be gift from the cat) So to make it more comfortable, I made sure I put that in the box before I trapped him, just incase he wanted to eat it. I hope knowone was wathcing me do that....it was quite funny seeing myself tyring to get a cat in a box, and the cat escaping before I could get the lid closed. Stupid thing is, after several attempts to capture the cat.....he still kept coming to me for MORE ....when I called, Here, Kitty, Kitty!
I called animal control again....I informed then I contained the cat. They said they would contact the officer and send him back. This was at 11:20am
At around 12:30pm and still no officer, Bill called to wish me a HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!
I filled him in on the cat story....and he actually questioned why I didn't want to keep it. I must say I was surprised at the fact, that Bill might actually want a cat. Mmmm....after 10 years of marriage, I still learn new things about him.
So, now it's 1pm and I can't wait anymore I have to go get Sydney at school....I leave a note for the animal control and say I will be right back and the explain the cat is in the box....we get home at 1:30pm and there is a car in the driveway....it's a delivery van.
So waiting for me on the porch, is a dozen red roses and a box of Rum Chocolates.....and a CAT trapped in a box.....Happy Anniversary!!!
I bring in the flowers....talk to the kitty and see if it is still alive....we get a meow out of it....(Sydney thought that was the coolest thing....hearing it meow out of the box) close the door, and the animal control officer pulls up! He savely gets the cat out of the box, and in it's carrier and off they GO!
So, at 1:40pm.....there are no MEOWS, coming from this house!!
Now I have to deal with the dead shew in the box, the cat never ate it.... I wonder if Bill was right....a gift, that is so weird!
What would the summer be without going to the State Fair? The girls and I go every year at least twice. My highlight of every trip is to EAT....should you be surprised? I think my favorite thing this year was the cinnamon sugar pretzel at my favorite pretzel place on the purple trail.
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