And I apologize ahead of time if this is the wrong place.
Two weeks ago, five kittens, around six weeks old were found in our garbage dumpster at work, and considering that this dumpster is about 7 feet tall, it was no accident that they got in there.
I (of course) didn't find this out until I got into work at around 3 pm, and when I asked about what happened to them, I was told that two people at work each took one and the trucker that found them took the other three in hopes that he could find homes for them.
I jokingly made a stink about why I wasn't called, but seriously, I would have taken one. I was told, very seriously that I have too many cats
I have two, Sam and Mica, my roommate has one. Not one of those cats suffers from lack of love or care, as a matter of fact we actually fight over who gets to scoop the boxes and feed. We both take care of all three at once so they'll consider both of us as "Mum"
But that's not my rant, believe it or not.
So I asked the one guy at work how his kitten is doing, and he tells me in a long-suffering tone of voice that he can't figure it out "the damn thing sits in a corner and cries all day", he complains that it scratches and bites, and it climbs up his leg when he gets home.
Well, yes, it (and I'm sorry for the use of "it" but I don't know the gender) was thrown by some idiot human into the garbage at six weeks, and he leaves it in his apartment all day by itself.
I (nicely) suggested that maybe he try leaving the tv or some music on for baby so it has some noise, or getting another kitten for it to play with, and the guy basically told me that I'm crazy.
The other lady that took one, well, I asked her the next day and she very calmly told me that she gave hers away.
Why?
"Because it doesn't get along with my cat"
So, you threw an abandoned baby in with a strange grown-up cat, didn't introduce them properly, and now the kitten is "emotionally stunted" (her words) because they don't get along in under two hours?!
In essence, so, the people at work have decided that I have too many cats, so the better option is to give kittens away to people who will treat them like a piece of furniture or shove them from pillar to post. Real nice.
And now they call me the "cat lady" and not nicely either, and it's suggested that I get a man before I worry about getting another kitten.
I hate people.
Two weeks ago, five kittens, around six weeks old were found in our garbage dumpster at work, and considering that this dumpster is about 7 feet tall, it was no accident that they got in there.
I (of course) didn't find this out until I got into work at around 3 pm, and when I asked about what happened to them, I was told that two people at work each took one and the trucker that found them took the other three in hopes that he could find homes for them.
I jokingly made a stink about why I wasn't called, but seriously, I would have taken one. I was told, very seriously that I have too many cats
But that's not my rant, believe it or not.
So I asked the one guy at work how his kitten is doing, and he tells me in a long-suffering tone of voice that he can't figure it out "the damn thing sits in a corner and cries all day", he complains that it scratches and bites, and it climbs up his leg when he gets home.
Well, yes, it (and I'm sorry for the use of "it" but I don't know the gender) was thrown by some idiot human into the garbage at six weeks, and he leaves it in his apartment all day by itself.
I (nicely) suggested that maybe he try leaving the tv or some music on for baby so it has some noise, or getting another kitten for it to play with, and the guy basically told me that I'm crazy.
The other lady that took one, well, I asked her the next day and she very calmly told me that she gave hers away.
Why?
"Because it doesn't get along with my cat"
So, you threw an abandoned baby in with a strange grown-up cat, didn't introduce them properly, and now the kitten is "emotionally stunted" (her words) because they don't get along in under two hours?!
In essence, so, the people at work have decided that I have too many cats, so the better option is to give kittens away to people who will treat them like a piece of furniture or shove them from pillar to post. Real nice.
And now they call me the "cat lady" and not nicely either, and it's suggested that I get a man before I worry about getting another kitten.
I hate people.