Domestic Geek

Wait...that's a little strong. I don't hate cats, I just really dislike them. What I hate? Irresponsible cat owners. I set a stinky trash bag out on the back porch. As soon as Marcus left for work, I went back to get dressed to take the garbage down to the dumpster. I open the back door and what do I find (not 15 minutes later)? The cats have torn the trash bag open and scattered the refuse everywhere! Coffee grinds, pumpkin guts, egg shells...Man, I was PISSED! If you're going to own a cat, keep it inside. I hate cats that roam. I hate finding shit in my bark, I hate cats clawing at my screen trying to get to my bird, I hate cats jumping on my car and setting off my alarm, I hate cats climbing the big tree next to us and running around on my roof. To make matters worse, a lot of the "pet" cats around here hook up with other pet cats, then we have tons of feral cats. If you're going to own a cat, get it fixed. Then the well-meaning lady across the street dumps food out in the middle of the street to feed the feral cats and it makes the problems even worse because all those darned cats hang around their food source. You can't call animal control because they won't do anything about it. I wish I had a high pressure water hose. I'd use it a lot during the day. Maybe a good strong dose of water every time they come near here would make them hang out elsewhere.