Posted on January 29, 2010 - by admin

Cat in the house

This story is going to be one of those, “he’s gotta be lyin” stories. Our dogs sleep in the laundry room which has a doggie door to a small outside patio that’s fenced in. Marlyse and I are seconds from going to sleep when we hear some crazy weird barking. I walk outside to see what I thought was a dog fight but I couldn’t really see because the outside light burnt out. I run up to Rhino and Ellie to see a small blob of something. They have a history with animals! It ends up being a neighborhood cat. I don’t know what it did to make the pups mad but now I’m trying to back 2 huge dogs off of this cat. I pulled them both back and what does the cat do…run inside my house.

Not only did this cat run inside my house, it runs into the kitchen and started making its way behind my refrigerator. I locked the dogs outside on the patio while Marlyse and I begin to talk softly and try to coax the cat out. The cat was so shaken up, it didn’t want anything to do with us. Marlyse puts on my snowboarding gloves and an extra sweater to try and feed it some tuna and pet it. That cat wanted us gone! It kept punching the wall to scare us and I gotta say that I did jump every time that cat punched the wall!

We tried coming up with any idea possible without calling Animal Control because we didn’t want the cat to be put down, just out of our house so we can go to sleep! Our idea of grabbing the cat wasn’t working. To further our options, I grabbed a suitcase and the laundry basket. Wasn’t sure how I was gonna get the cat in either but out of excitement I had them available. Then I thought how Animal control would catch animals (thinking back to the possum issue) and he had a long fiberglass pole with the line run inside. So, I created the next best thing. A piece from our old screen door with a rope in a slip knot. Oh yea, I’m also wearing two pair of leather gloves. Again, I didn’t want to hurt the cat, just get it out the door.

By my surprise, the cat was completely fine with this piece of metal around it while I was trying to slip this rope around it. After 10 minutes of diligent patience, success happened. I got the cat and began running backwards towards the front door that was open the whole time, hoping that maybe the cat would just book it. I got outside, the cat wiggled lose and away it went. Hopefully he’ll tell other cats of his stories and why they shouldn’t go in our yard!

After winding down, I had the thought of maybe the cat scratched up the dogs. So, we checked them over and I found that Rhino had jumped around on the concrete in a weird manner that he had 4 bloody paws. Ellie only had 1. We cleaned up the dogs, put neosporin on and bandaged him up. Now for the healing process.