Firstly is the baby bird, that I saw panting in the conservatory after Dude, I'm assuming collected from the ground, by the mass of trees that overhang the garden. Carefully picking it up with kitchen roll and lifting it into a lovely prepared new nest (a cut up box of Whiskers pouches and Indie's woolly hat) it gazed up, looking surprisingly alive.
Wrongly, I thought it would be safe in the shed for a few hours, giving it some time to recover and gain some energy. We could call it Steve. But alas, the vision of me feeding and caring for the bird faded as I saw it, screaming, in Dude's mouth once again. Stupid shed door and it's inability to close properly!
I think the damage is unrepairable now. Dude dropped it as we chased her and it's looking awfully still, lying on it's side in the conservatory again.
Secondly, I remind you of my previous post about the stray cat we have lurking around and inside our property.
I look out of the window, checking for rain as my favourite faux-fur blanket is hanging on the line, to see the stray cat cocking it's leg against it.
Now this blanket is luscious. It's dark brown and fluffy, like it's made from teddy bear. When lying in it naked, I feel like a cave-woman and I practically spent 2 years curled in it, lying on the floor next to the radiator, listening to Jeff Buckley.
This blanket and I have had moments, special moments. Now it's covered in stray cat piss.
The RSPCA were less than helpful advising me to "print out a paper collar from their website and attach it to the cat, to check if it has an owner." I reassured them that I valued my life and after the noises and disturbed behaviour the stray cat demonstrated when OH tried to befriend it, the act will not be repeated again.
If I post flyers across the village, speak to local residents and "Log what steps you have taken to locate an owner. As long as you can prove that ALL reasonable steps have been taken, and no owner is found, you can then go about finding a loving new home for the cat."
I...ME...I can go about finding a home!
I told them it was attacking my cats and Charlie was losing weight due to the stress. Also that it was a health hazard, the fact it was getting into our home and spraying on the baby's belongs and OH's computer monitor. She told me that MAYBE if I put my name on a waiting list, they would leave a cat trap then try and re-home it.
I'm considering reporting the horrible kids in the street that annoy me, for cat cruelty. The RSPCA would come running then surely, if they thought it was being harmed?