Sunday, April 11, 2010

Gizmo

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Sunday, March 21, 2010

Cats, cats, cats

I'm seriously thinking of changing my name to Noah. I feel like I live in an ark. There are animals everywhere! We have cats, dogs, rabbits, hermit crabs and a bird. As if this wasn't enough, let's talk about the feral cats. We came home from work one day and there was a cat sitting on our front porch. She ran when we approached, clearly afraid of us. After a few days, she would meow when she saw us. I thought she was hungry, so I brought a bowl of cat food out to her and she scarfed it down. From that day on, I would feed her when I got home from work. Soon she would come up to me and rub against my legs. I named her "LT" because we had a cat named Leibchen Tecumsah and this cat kind of looks like her. Before long, I saw another cat eating LT's food, so I got a bigger bowl and left enough food for the 2 for them. Now I'm feeding at least 7 cats and sometimes more. I think the message is out to the feral cats of the community that there is a sap providing free food to any and all! For all I know, they may becoming from other cities to dine at our house! When it started getting cold, my wife and I felt sorry for LT, so one night, I opened up the side door to our garage and she went in. Now she has a litter box, food bowl and water bowl in our garage. She sleeps in there every night, and some days that are cold and rainy. She won't leave the garage if it's wet outside. When LT wants to get into the garage she sits on the window ledge outside the living room window and meows at me. I get up and open the side door to the garage and in she goes. Talk about spoiled! Now there is another feral cat who runs into the garage before I can close the door. She (or he) won't come near me, but enjoys the benefits of my generosity. I used to buy a small bag of cat food for our little feral friend. Then I had to start buying a 16 pound bag, then 2 bags, then 3. Now I buy the giant (25 pound) bags of cat food at our local warehouse store (CostCo) because its cheaper. I'm buy three bags of cat food for the feral cats each month. I'm going broke! But those cats depend on me now, and I just can't stop feeding them. I'm hoping to start catching them and taking them to the vet to be spayed or neutered, so they won't reproduce. Our former priest says we're doing a good thing by providing food and shelter to so may animals. He said we are being good stewards to God's creatures. I hope God helps us pay for these guys, cause I know I can't stop feeding them (I'm just to big of a sap!).