Here's what happened to me a few days ago, thanks to my 5 cats! It finally cleared after a few days of rain & we all were happy to let them go outside again. Now, I've had a problem once before, (okay, twice, but once was last year & the door was propped open for unloading groceries), with a cat tricking me into letting them inside while they still carried a very live chipmunk in their mouth! I was able to trap it in the kitchen, open the doors & shoo it out after an hour. I swore never again, as I sanitized anywhere it had been. Well, apparently, my cat learned a new trick & can still open closed doors if they aren't locked with a dead bolt!
I very carefully check through the windows, just to be sure they don't carry any "toys" in with them. Somehow, while I was on the phone, the side door flew open and out of the corner of my eye I saw a cat run in. I thought nothing of it, maybe she just got startled by the mail carrier. Then I hear all sorts of crashing & bounding around in my downstairs bedroom where another cat had been sleeping. I get off the phone, run in to see why they were making a ruckus, & discover,*shudder*, a chipmunk running all over my nice, clean bedroom, while 2 cats chase it like crazy! One of my girls always brings her "toy" to the other & they tag team it. The one sleeping inside was her buddy, so she brought the "toy" to her, which is kind of sweet. But, at the time, I did not appreciate her thoughtfulness!
I had to close off the room & try to get the cats to chase the little guy into a box. Yeah, didn't work because he hunkered down & the cats got BORED! Those stinkers wanted back outside, they were done playing this game. I threw them out and called in my most efficient killer, Miss Kitty, the chipmunk slaughtering machine! All the other cats just chase and don't usually leave a mark on the prey, but Miss Kitty has the need to eat everything she kills so I figured she wouldn't give up the hunt & she might chase it outside.
I made a cordon of empty shipping boxes, leading from the bedroom to the side & front doors. It took three damn hours, and all the rest of the cats running in & out like it was party time, but eventually Miss Kitty chased him out the front door and into the neighbors yard. I hope the little guy escaped for good, but I was so into it, I never noticed some neighbors I don't really know, walking by as I was dressed only in a T-shirt & underpants, an ice pack tied to my forehead, cursing a blue streak & waving a broom trying to get this thing out of my damn house. I am screaming "Go, Go! Kill him! *&&%#" and then I look up & see them watching me as 3 cats fly out off the house chasing something. They must have thought I was INSANE! Or a cat abuser because I doubt they saw the rodent!
Ah, just a day in the life of the crazy cat lady!
I very carefully check through the windows, just to be sure they don't carry any "toys" in with them. Somehow, while I was on the phone, the side door flew open and out of the corner of my eye I saw a cat run in. I thought nothing of it, maybe she just got startled by the mail carrier. Then I hear all sorts of crashing & bounding around in my downstairs bedroom where another cat had been sleeping. I get off the phone, run in to see why they were making a ruckus, & discover,*shudder*, a chipmunk running all over my nice, clean bedroom, while 2 cats chase it like crazy! One of my girls always brings her "toy" to the other & they tag team it. The one sleeping inside was her buddy, so she brought the "toy" to her, which is kind of sweet. But, at the time, I did not appreciate her thoughtfulness!
I had to close off the room & try to get the cats to chase the little guy into a box. Yeah, didn't work because he hunkered down & the cats got BORED! Those stinkers wanted back outside, they were done playing this game. I threw them out and called in my most efficient killer, Miss Kitty, the chipmunk slaughtering machine! All the other cats just chase and don't usually leave a mark on the prey, but Miss Kitty has the need to eat everything she kills so I figured she wouldn't give up the hunt & she might chase it outside.
I made a cordon of empty shipping boxes, leading from the bedroom to the side & front doors. It took three damn hours, and all the rest of the cats running in & out like it was party time, but eventually Miss Kitty chased him out the front door and into the neighbors yard. I hope the little guy escaped for good, but I was so into it, I never noticed some neighbors I don't really know, walking by as I was dressed only in a T-shirt & underpants, an ice pack tied to my forehead, cursing a blue streak & waving a broom trying to get this thing out of my damn house. I am screaming "Go, Go! Kill him! *&&%#" and then I look up & see them watching me as 3 cats fly out off the house chasing something. They must have thought I was INSANE! Or a cat abuser because I doubt they saw the rodent!
Ah, just a day in the life of the crazy cat lady!
