Our neighborhood has been having an issue with feral cats lately. Not just a few cats, but a minimum of 13 of them with estimates closer to 20 or more. Considering that this neighborhood consists of a grand total of 2 city blocks, that's a lot of cats.
Now, don't get me wrong. I love cats. I really do. But, when they start crawling into my garage through the eaves in the roof, growling at me when I'm taking my trash out, and having catfights ON THE ROOF OF MY HOUSE, it's gone too far.
So I called animal control last week. There were some delays in getting traps put out in my yard, but they were finally set up last night in my yard and in my next door neighbor's yard.
Yes, s/he's cute and all...but still...I don't need this little thing and its inbred siblings running amok on my property. All I need is for one of the kids to get bitten or scratched, or to pick up a toy that had inadvertently been dropped in a pile of nasty feral cat poo.
You get the idea.
Anyway, when I saw this one in the trap, I could hear what sounded like something rattling in another trap in the neighbor's yard, but I couldn't see what it was at the time, so I didn't think too much about it - just figured that it was another cat.
This morning when the boys and I left to take Alex to school, I was greeted by this little gem in my front flowerbed.
So Daniel and I took Alex to school and then headed back home. On the way back, we cut through the back yard to see if we could find the traps that were in the neighbor's yard.
Anyway, Animal Control Chick had said that she would be back sometime after 9:00am today. I kept an eye out for her, but didn't spot her until she was in her truck doing a u-turn and pulling away from my house. She stopped down the street just a bit, so Daniel and I went out to talk to her. She was putting some more empty traps at the house on the corner (the morons who have been feeding all of these cats) and I asked her if she was going to, uh, dispose of the possums. Now, since she wasn't the friendliest city employee that I have ever had the pleasure of communicating with, I am not sure if she said that she had already let them go, or was going to let them go. Apparently possums are considered "domestic wildlife" and they just let them go unless they are injured or sick. But in the same breath, she indicated that the city is overrun with possums.
Now, I'm not a rocket scientist, but if the city is already "overrun" with them, wouldn't it be a good idea to get rid of them when they are inadvertently trapped?
And before any animal rights people crawl all over my ass about this, keep in mind that I have 5 kids running around - I don't need wild animals in my yard any more than I need more kids. It's becoming a safety issue, especially when they (the animals) are getting under my house. They are dirty nasty animals that have been known to carry diseases, and they can be aggressive when they're cornered or surprised.
They need to go away. Permanently.
Domestic wildlife. I can't believe that people are now being politically correct with possums.