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Thats AWSOME ! Last edited by rugerm44; Jan 25, 2012 at 09:38 PM.
Keep in mind that by not monitoring your pet, somebody may decide to neutralize it. That puts the onus on the pet owner to "outsmart" the murderer and not put their beloved pet at risk. My current neighbors cat visits me in my garage regularly. I pet him and treat him with kindness... but keep an eye on him.
They all must be licensed, leashed at all times off your property, wear the issued tag at all times even on your property. It's illegal to feed stray cats or any wild animals in Florida and up to a 5 grand fine may be imposed, same as feeding alligators, although never done for stray cats.
For some strange reason, most cat owners feel they are exempt for all this,let them run free and the do gooders openly feed strays as well creating an uncontrollable population.
I got sick of walking out the front door in the morning and smelling cat **** penetrated into the marble, not to mention any damage they create.
I use a heart trap feeding with catnip, sometimes catching them within minutes, and some caught with collars and tags.
I have taken over fifty to the animal control. At best, it costs the owner a bunch to recover, at worst they are destroyed.
People must take responsibilty for their pets, I don't let 2 german shepherds run loose.
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going to work early in the morning those days and there was nothing funnier than seeing a cat trying to walk around with one of those stuck to his foot and side of his face
A low powered compressed air gun which fired small 3/16 bore pellets.
Cranking the barrel back to the stock would pressurise the tank, you load a single pellet into the bore, close the barrel and have pop shots at paper targets. They were reasonably accurate to about 30 feet before velocity drop had them arcing down.
Heck, I used to use a cardboard box with an old blanket stuffed in it to practice indoors.
As kids, we would emulate our historical male hunting roots and try our hand at live targets... rabbits and pesky birds which used to attack the crops.
One of the neighbours had a tom cat that would always come around at night looking at raping our feline mouse catchers. And I do mean rape.
Anyway, he'd come around at night spraying and howling and carrying on. It was a real nuisance.
During the day, he'd sometimes come around with his tail erect prancing as if he was a lion king of the pride.
This cat had been warned on several previous occasions (Miranda rights had been issued) and upon trespassing again instructions had been given to make it fair game.
Not having any pellets in stock, I found a suitable alternative.
Wheat seed fitted in the bore easily, and although it wasn't as accurate as a stamped lead pellet, it would make 20 feet and remain within a 6inch target window.
What it lacked in mass and velocity, it made up with its sharp pointy ends.
Now I have to set the scene here.
Imagine that tomcat prancing around in the yard, walking over-confidently with an arrogant attitude.
I was about 15 feet away in the shadows of a shed.... he didn't know I was there. As he turned away from me, I was confronted with a circular target about the size of a small coin.... at the base of its tail.
I aimed carefully, allowed for the distance and crosswind, and got it right smack on target.
I wish there were video cameras back in the 60's.
The rear legs of that tomcat instinctively shot up, and as the hit was directly from behind, the rear legs somehow converged over the cats back such that they were overtaking the front legs.
I could not believe that a cat could contort its body in that way.
That cat took 5 or 6 strides with its back legs running in front of its front paws. One of the funniest sights I've ever seen.
This is of course, all politically incorrect in todays times, but the memory of that scene still cracks me up.
And by the way, that tom cat didn't come visiting again.
I heard he was lurking in the farm on the other side from then on.
It does have a name but I've blocked it from my memory. Its the wife's cat. I don't feed it, bathe it, change the litter. At MOST Ill put a piece of paper towel over where it pukes up on the floor after eating whatever it can find. Baby wipes seem to be a particular favorite lately.
With a 16 month old in the house, who cant "QUITE" keep up with the cat it can sure get entertaining. Before the baby was born I caught the cat in the crib a couple times.....I firm grasp behind the neck and a toss to the floor usually did the trick. As time progressed that stopped working. Time for artillery. I have an old .177 pellet pump pistol (Daisy) and found that if you cut off one end of a q-tip, insert it down the barrel of the pistol and fire away, it remains fairly accurate up to about 20feet, which is really all that's needed indoors anyway.
Haven't seen any sign of the cat in the babe's room, let alone in the crib in 14 months. Works good for keeping the cat out of plants, off chairs, and the counter top as well. Sometimes when the wifes not home the little guy and I will go "Q-huntin'" just for the hell of it.
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In our area there is a leash law that applys to cats and dogs. Check local laws then call the county. Here they will trap them, then the neighbor has to pay to get them back.


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