I have no problem with your cats, or mine. The cats I have a problem with are the one's of the people in town.
From what I hear from the man it usually happens like this. The house cat starts clawing the furniture because it is kept inside and bored. The wife starts complaining about it so the man says something to the effect " I know a farmer who needs a cat in his barn". The wife then gives the OK since the cat just knocked her grandmothers cut glass compote off of the fake fireplace mantel.
So the man takes the cat down the country road until he is just past a nice looking farm house and out the door it goes. Now what he doesn't know is that the nice looking farmers house is mine and he is the 4th man to drop a cat this week. Cats are everywhere. Two neighbor women (both from the city) could not stand to see cats starving so they took some in. Between them they had 33 cats. I was afraid to eat the Christmas brownies at one of the houses because a cat was laying on the counter beside of the open box.
Then these many cats started cattin' around. We have wild cats that have running out our ears. I got a trap and was taking a cat to the humane society every day. After a week they stopped taking them. The cats kept on cattin' around so now there are hundreds running thru the woods. After the rabbits were gone the hawks and the coyote's started eating cat. You can't leave the windows open to listen to the morning birds because of the cat's squalling as they are cattin' around.
I still catch the cats in traps. Then I call the neighbors and see if it is theirs. If not I let it go. You would be surprised how your deer season improves if you can hit a running target.
The above story is all true with the possible exception of parts of the second paragraph.
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