I put a cat shelter (large rubbermaid container, lined with styrofaom, hay, covered, chained and locked to a tree) above the dumpster where I feed the cats. It was up a fairly steep hill, but I know the cats were using it because I saw them coming to the feeding station from that direction and the hay had been compressed.
It lasted one week before some (in)humane person put it in the dumpster.
So I got mad and even: I stepped on a ledge on the dumpster and yanked that thing out. Keep in mind I'm barely 5 feet tall and weigh 90 pounds soaking wet.
Luckily it wasn't too badly damaged, though the lock & chain are still at the bottom of the dumpster. I moved the shelter to a more hidden place, and then because it wasn't hidden enough, moved it further so (I think) it isn't visible from the streets.
During the entire process, a man/woman was in a car, engine idling, watching me. He left after I moved it to its final resting place. So he/she knows where the dumpster is. I hope it's there when I check on it next Saturday.
WHY ARE PEOPLE SO MEAN?
It lasted one week before some (in)humane person put it in the dumpster.
So I got mad and even: I stepped on a ledge on the dumpster and yanked that thing out. Keep in mind I'm barely 5 feet tall and weigh 90 pounds soaking wet.
Luckily it wasn't too badly damaged, though the lock & chain are still at the bottom of the dumpster. I moved the shelter to a more hidden place, and then because it wasn't hidden enough, moved it further so (I think) it isn't visible from the streets.
During the entire process, a man/woman was in a car, engine idling, watching me. He left after I moved it to its final resting place. So he/she knows where the dumpster is. I hope it's there when I check on it next Saturday.
WHY ARE PEOPLE SO MEAN?