Cat Story Of My Own

A few weeks ago one of our female cats in heat decided to jump from a window in the middle of the night. My wife is overly attached to cats. I myself like them and have been attached to one or two in my life time but at this moment in my life due to my wife's obsession I think that between our house and my shop we have over 15 of them running around. They say rabbits breed quickly. Cats should have the title.

Anyways my wife has been so upset over the lose of this one cat. She has combed the neighborhood daily. Me, I was kinda glad to have one less cat in the house and the other 4 indoor cats kinda liked it too. The escapee was the alpha bitch.

My wife was searxhing the outdoors at night and the cat would come out of hiding but when my wife would get close to it it would run off. A few nights ago I actually wanted to tell her to try a string but of course it being dark and all I didn't think that that would do much good.

Well the last few nights the cat has been hanging out in our yard but still my wife couldn't get her hands on it. She was out stalking the stand of trees on the side of our house during the middle of the night and a couple neighbor kids freaked out a bit when they heard her. She told them she was chasing her lost cat that had escaped. One of the boys whom was over the age of 18 later took off in his pick up truck and when he drove by my wife who was still chasing her cat he yelled profanities out his window at her. The kid must have some set of balls. Personally I am going to have a chat with him when I catch him pulling out of the driveway one of these days.  My wife was running around until 3;00 in the morning with that cat playing games with her.

Last night after watching several hours of this I decided that my feelings towards my wife were just a whole lot more important than having another pregnant cat in the house. I'll regret it later. I could see her frustration  and could sense her pleading for help so I had to intervene. I told her to sit down and that I would get the cat for her.  I went outside into the pitch black and heard the meows from the cat. They sounded really pitiful. I quietly walked over to the direction of the meows and heard them start to change location. I just stopped and sat down on the ground cross legged. This cat has been sitting on my lap for years. Since it was a kitten. On saturdays it sits on my lap for hours at a time at night and watches tv with me.

I made a few cat type sounds and would you believe that that cat came right over to me. I reached out really fast and off it went but I didn't move. It meowed and I made my cat call noises again and back it came I let it come right up to me this time and then I grabbed it before it could get away and pinned it to the ground. It was so scared and tried desperately to get away. I got a good grab on the back of it's neck with one hand and held it to the ground with the other and yelled for my wife to get a towel to wrap around the cat. I started petting the cat and calming it down. I was to the point that she had calmed down enough to carry her back into the house when my wife started walking towards us with the towel. The cat went nuts. It laid it's teeth into the hand that had been petting her. Next thing my wife just threw the towel over the cat. I could not believe how berserk that little cat went. It must have done an exorcist head spin under that towel because it had a finger from that hand in it's mouth. I refused to let go of her though because I wasn't going to see my wife all upset again. my wife managed to get the towel wrapped around the cat and picked it up. I could feel the teeth from that cat ripping the skin on my finger.

Once inside the cat returned to  normal and acted as if it had never ran away.It probably lost about 1/3 of it's body weight. I cleaned my wounds and can't believe the swelling. I have never actually been bit by a cat before. Of course I am hoping that the cat hadn't eaten a rodent that had been rabid or left the debris from dead beast in my wound like a Komodo dragon would do.

Yes, I remember when I actually liked cats..