Wednesday, January 06, 2010
I think there were five cats sunning themselves on a cool day at Mother's. This is an old car of my late step father's in the driveway that fortunately was hidden by his newer car, the same model but two years younger. He kept the older one for parts. The old one has gone for scrap metal. Nephew bought the newer one for $600 as he was without wheels and money after he returned from Glasgow.
Mother has been taking photos of the cats with her disposable camera. She is realising that the cats are disposable too and must go. God knows how many there are now after the breeding season. She has a favourite which she intends to keep.
Of course, agreeing to get rid of them being gone are two different matters. Most of them are wild and know their refuge spaces, mostly under the house. One attempt has been made already before Step Father died but only the friendliest and favourites were caught. The screaming of the captured cats was horrendous.
Step Father was the one who started feeding stray cats. Mother felt like she needed to continue and so she does, twice a day with top brand cat food and special cat milk. It takes her an hour or so a day with bowl cleaning and mess cleaning. She complains about it and enjoys the martyr role, but it is becoming too much bother for her now.
I am just thinking, maybe she slowly reduce their food until they just drift off.