Sunday, February 5, 2012

Nemesis

You will all know how truly childish I am, when I tell you of the jigs I danced this weekend, the weekend of the Golf Tournament. 

The weather here in paradise has been appalling:  dust storms with low visibility, high winds, cool temperatures.  Yeah!!  They had to cancel play on Friday because of the conditions and although they have persevered, it has Not been a success.  (If you haven't been following the saga, I am pleased in my childish-tantrum way because it was the tournament that prompted the poisoning of our neighbourhood cats.)  Nemesis?  Karma?  Just deserts?  Who knows, but at least, so far, money can't buy fine weather too.

The population of cats has stabilised for the last three days, so we are hoping this means all the poison has been consumed, or the baits have lost their appeal/efficacy.

The survivors are Black Tom, Seams (the mother of them all), Helmet, Smudge and Scout.  In addition, this morning we released LG from protective custody, so she is back on the doorstep, free to come and go as she pleases.  She was looking a little confused when we let her go - not sure if she really wanted freedom, or perhaps wondering where all her friends were:


You can see that her fur has grown back following her spaying last December:


The ginger kitten 'Tiny Tim' is still in protective custody but will be released later today or tomorrow, as my friend R seemed to think that LG and Tiny Tim shouldn't be released together.  R is about to move internationally, otherwise I reckon she would have adopted TT herself.

We are continuing with our strategy of feeding the cats as much as possible in the hopes they won't be tempted by any further poison or baits.  Sadly, we have not been able to get the golf course groundskeepers to remove the little carcasses.

x

9 comments:

Jenny Woolf said...

Tee hee, long may the bad weather continue. Golf courses in the desert are a stupid idea anyway.

Do you mwan they are leaving the carcasses around the place? dead cats surely can't add much to the ambience, even if nothing else. Still, if nobody's playing it doesn't matter I suppose....

Elisabeth said...

Karma indeed, Isabel, and a wonderful outcome if any were at all possible. It's good to see the survivors getting on with their lives and good to see that - in a manner of speaking - you are enjoying the inhospitable weather.

Catfish Tales said...

Oh, that is sad. I love cats and worried about their random care, too, while living temporarily in university housing while living and working in China. It's a dilemma but always nice to hear someone caring enough to take care. Cheers

jabblog said...

I am so glad the tournament was .a miserable failure - divine retribution. It does sound as though you can begin to relax as the poison has finished doing its deadly work. I think the compound cats will be the healthiest, best-fed animals in the whole benighted country

Penelope said...

Small mental jigs are being danced around the globe.

the cuby poet said...

Cats safety is always a worry as it is impossible to monitor their wandering habits so making sure they are not hungry might help I hope so.

Kat Mortensen said...

You're a cat fan too! I have three of them - all seniors. Love them to bits.
I'm following you now.

Friko said...

I bet ou did a dust dance?

The Paradoxical Cat said...

We wouldn't be human if we didn't delight in the comeuppance of people who do despicable things.

Sorry to hear of the indiscriminate poisoning, and I was also interested to see someone had posted an abusive comment on an earlier post of yours - I get personally targeted psychotic rage myself, that's why I moderate the comments for my 2 blogs. The internet is full of these weaklings emboldened by anonymity. *hugs*