everyone is trying to make me the bad guy
Jeese… everyone is trying to make me the bad guy when dealing with the old cat.
Yes at 19 shes an old lady. But she seems to have dementia and is mentally about 1 or 2, and is acting as if she was never really a house cat, but a street cat instead.
Just because I’m not fond of cats doesn’t mean that I go out of my way to be mean to them. Even I’m not inhumane. I don’t hate cats, I’m just not fond of them. I’m not fond of birds ether, but when was the last time anyone saw me go out of my way to be mean to one?
Now because I have been chasing the cat off the counters and out of the cabinets where she has been stealing human food. And in some cases having to play tug-of-war in order to get that food back. I’ll end up having to throw it away because I wasn’t quick enough to catch her and she ate some or most of it. It’s amazing what that scrawny little fur ball can pack away, and the types of foods she’s developed a taste for, She’s always sick that night or the next day from it though.
When I chase her, most of the time its just making a bunch of noise, but she is hard of hearing so I sometimes do use a broom. Do I hit her? Usually only once if I catch her by surprise. I’m not alone in that. Dawn does too. You can’t avoid 100% of the shots taken at you even if the person isn’t aiming at you.
When caught she tries to make a brake for it, I drop the broom head in front of her and make a bunch of racket. This sends her back into the corner till she tries to make a break again. I chase her with the broom, rattle chairs, stomp my feet, etc. until she can make it to one of her safe zones where she knows we can’t follow her. Usually into her masters room. But I don’t beat her. It’s all about teaching an animal whats what. Like using a rolled news paper to paddle a puppy who messed on the floor, or yes stolen food off your dinner plate.
BTW: she just got into a sealed package a hard plastic case of sweet bread, that was in a place on the kitchen table where she had to work to get at it and pull it off the table. What just alerted me to her crime wasn’t just the sound of the plastic dropping but also the onions, the apples, the sweet potatoes all hitting the floor. She definitely wasn’t meant to lead a life of crime.
I had to put a baby lock on the kitchen pantry’s cupboard door because she was getting into the food there. Ramon noodles, pasta, bread, dried soup mix, gravy packets, etc.. If its is contained in plastic or cardboard and she can chew through it she will. We tell who ever is on dishes that night to do them right after dinner, and for everyone to rinse their plates. Do they? NO! So there ends up being arguments and I have to chase the cat off the counters and tables.
Some things that aren’t so apparent in the saving the cat from a heart attack, taking the trash out more often, putting the trash can in the kitchen closet, making sure the cabinets are locked, food is in places that she ether can’t into get into or reach (doesn’t always work), trying to make sure that dishes are rinsed. Who do you think works on these precautions the most?
I’m just doing whats necessary to keep her out of our food and the trash can, and to keep everyone, including the cat, from getting sick.
If the cat does die because of a heart attack, they’ll all point at me and call me all kinds of evil, but it will probably be from a combination of old age and a build up of shit in her veins from eating all the human food she’s stealing. You know modern bread isn’t even good for birds, I can’t imagine what it does to cats.
Oh well, I’m willing to take the blame. As unjustly as it is, I’ll let you all point fingers at me and call me evil if it makes you all feel better. Just because I spend the most time in the area where I can catch the cat the most easily.
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Oh boo hoo. You STILL missed my point. Hard, thick plastic like a storage container that has a bitch-lid to pull open is something she’s NOT going to get into, even if she pulls it off the table. And there’s also heavier food coverings we can buy and lids for pots or dishes, etc. Hell, we once had a bread box; maybe we should invest in a new one for gawd’ sake! Buy more of those kinds of items and that’ll solve the PROBLEM, and freakin’ gawd, if none of you all can afford it, then I’LL buy it!
One more thing; I, at least, rinse off the dishes I use. What I referred to were the dishes used to make dinner. NO ONE does anything about those even AFTER dinner and everyone just waits for whoever’s on dishes to take care of it themselves. If you REALLY want to stop her from getting to that, how about everyone actually PITCHES IN FOR A CHANGE and RINSE EVERYTHING OUT? And if lazy asses don’t do it, maybe you and those of us who AREN’T can pick up the slack. God.
No one is making you out to be the bad guy, Derek. We’re trying to get our point across, and snapping at you is often the only way. Your stubborn about your ideas, and you often won’t give them up even if your proven wrong. Like Gina mentioned, if she has dementia, then instead of beating the tar out of her to get her to stop doing things when you KNOW that she’ll forget(unless you don’t know what dementia is), we should be working to make sure that she doesn’t have a reason to jump on the counters. Like, i don’t know, rinsing off the egg pan when your done using it, for example. You can say that you do that all you want, but I recently caught her eating out of the egg pan that MOM used. I’m not just blaming you for this. I’m blaming mom, and dad(for his stupid skillet), and David, and Ricky, and even myself. I know that I don’t always rinse of my things, but I also know that when I catch Millie eating out of something, I make her get off the counter, grab whatever she was eating out of and then rinse of said pans, plates, or whatever. I, at the very least, am not ganging up on you. I’m snapped at everyone. Ricky and David are also mean to the cat often. I’ve watched them do it. Its just that you happened to catch me in the wrong mood when you told me about that story. I’m already hating on the world; you just happened to say something during that hating period.
BTW, you spelled Ramen wrong.