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Thursday, May 31, 2007

We are not daily beggars

Freddy the Formerly Stray Cat scared us the other night when she climbed over the back fence and into the church yard behind it. She wouldn't come back, bedding down in an old milk crate and staring at me critically when I tried to convince her to come back inside. I feared we'd have to start all over with her, slowly luring her back to the house, but the next day she ran into the kitchen like nothing had changed. But it had ...

On a previous night, she got into a growling match with a big male cat that had traipsed into the yard. Now it seems she and this cat were pals; they slept next to each other in the church yard and hung out together on the patio. Not only that, but her ambassadorship seems to be attracting others. The other night we were sitting in the living room when I noticed a cat sitting on the kitchen counter. This is not unusual, but it wasn't one of our cats. It was a Russian Blue, looking pretty much show-quality, if a little on the thin side. He had come through the open window that sits above the counter. And Freddy's original friend kept lookout on the window sill. It then occurred to me that I had left that window open the night before in case Freddy decided to return, so they'd probably already done a dry run for this infiltration.

I don't know if these cats are strays (gently used) or feral (Born Free), but they bolted when we inched over towards them. The Blue cat really was a lot better-looking than pretty much any of our cats, it makes me wonder if I can trade some of them in. But we haven't seen it since. Meanwhile, the parade of neighborhood cats continues unabated.

Out on the street there are tons of street cats that appear to go from stoop to stoop looking for handouts. We keep getting visited by a calico kitten who momentarily garnered my sympathies because I thought she was covered in her own blood. I carried her out to the back yard and stuffed her full of cat food. Then I noticed the 'blood' splashed on her side much more closely resembled Kool-aid. I guess that's 'street smarts.'

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posted by Jimmy Legs at 2:19 PM



Comments:

These urban cats are so cool. Ya gotta love 'em.

It breaks my heart that there are so many ferals, strays and throwaways around these parts. I wish we could save them all, but we just do what we can.

Depending on how many are around there and how involved you want to get, you might consider checking out the Urban Cat League site. They have info on building shelters, trap-neuter-return, etc.
http://urbancatleague.org/

There are many stay cats roaming around. Some of those cat fights sound awfully scary. Must be tough being a cat in NYC.

Jimmy: You mentioned other people in your house. Did a bunch of you get together and purchase it, or is it yourself soley? You still list your address on your blog as Greene Ave in Clinton Hill.

ugh! i really need to update the rest of this site! esp that youthful, optimistic photo of me, whoa! time has not been kind.

my girlfriend and i purchased the house together, our friends (my bandmate and his wife) rent the upstairs apartment.

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