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Monday, October 15, 2018

Your Problem, Not Mine


Smokey the Cat used to strut about our property to the Steppenwolf tune, “Born to be Wild.”



Smokey look-alike
He was a feral cat that looked and acted smarter than most Brett Kavanaugh opposers.  Although young, he was smart beyond his age; his learning process has steadily increased throughout the years.



Eight years later Smokey has evolved into an “indoor, only” cat.  Here on The Shore we have all sorts of critters that are dangerous and enjoy eating – eating other tasty critters such as Smokey.



Foxes, coyotes, turkeys, wild dogs, opossums, other cats, deer, and raccoons, readily roam throughout our little town of 150 people, and possibly outnumber our residents.



As a life-long feral cat, that life-long would likely be altered to read: life-short.  Still, this “smart” cat decided to seize upon an opportunity to escape through an ajar screen door, just the other day.



He may be tough enough to take care of himself, but I’d rather not test the waters.



Eventually, my sainted wife – Smokey’s step mother – corralled him without incident, able to return him to the safety of our modest home.



The reason I mention this is because I’d like to take this occasion to reach out to all those from other local towns, as well as those places far, far away.



I can see you are too irresponsible to spay or neuter your animals.  I can also sympathize with your plight of not being able to prevent your animals from breeding because of lofty veterinarian fees.  Further, I respect your desire to surprise your kids or spouse with a fluffy, cuddly puppy or kitten.



But today is the day you need to rethink your pathetic lives.  If you can’t afford a vet bill, you can’t afford a pet.



That cute ball of fluff will eventually grow up to be a drooling, flea-bitten animal that may pee on your carpet and eat your TV remote control.



Now, it’s about time to call out the Arlington County, Virginia, Animal Shelter.



Thirty-years ago, I was in the market for an indoor cat; I visited a Northern Virginia county shelter to adopt one.  After completing the necessary paperwork I was sternly informed my one-bedroom apartment was not a suitable environment for raising a pet.  End of story.



It seems as though it was far more humane to euthanize unwanted animals than place them into small apartments.  Brilliant!



And lastly, if you have an unwanted pet, don’t drive them to our town to let them loose.

You are what I term “trash,” and need to be spayed or neutered yourself. 



Thanks.