Now as the author/observer I want to point something out, and this will come into play later on. While I recognize the inherently and obviously probable explanation for the situation is as indicated; people are stupid oblivious apathetic pernicious less inclined to pay attention to their surroundings than is conducive. Having said - and by virtue of the ambiguity surrounding Remmy being deposited at said Pet Store - there is another possibility as to the identity/origin of the unknown individual,... obviously that is at the fringe of plausible AND probable,... but isn't THAT where such entities/groups/factions are observed to operate?
I'll come back to that later. ^_~
I should segue a moment and tell you a little about Remmy. He was no longer the wee kitten who got the crap beaten out of him by an ornery (and quite skilled) elder female (hint). He was a Momma's boy (hint) though and was the most dominant (but not overly aggressive) male cat that I've ever seen. His fighting stance was awesome, and unlike how most cats (males/females) get high-pitched and shrill when they're getting to the whuppin', he had what we called the 'zombie growl' (hint) that was lower in pitch than most adult male voices! It seriously sounded like an older man moaning angrily in their sleep.
Still, he wasn't bad about it,... he allowed other males their yards,... but don't get on the 'donut' fence or its that ass.
Incidentally, I'm gonna throw hints out anytime there is a concept that I'm either heavily referencing (here or elsewhere), or as foreshadowing to something I'm gonna.
The kittens weren't witness to this, so to phrase it third-kitten would be inaccurate. What happened was, I went to pick Sowelu up from work at a local deli/butcher/mini-grocer/caterer/etc. Anyway, I go to pick her up and she says there's a kitten.
Apparently, her boss had discovered a kitten under his porch. He managed to nab one of them, but the mother and the 'others' escaped. He brought the kitten to the parking lot of his store, opened up a can of kitten food under a bush, and deposited the 'strangely irate' kitten in said bush.
So she invites me to assist in the locating of said kitten. After about 15 minutes we locate the kitten, who had begun mewing. However, upon realizing it had been detected by not it's mother/siblings, its disposition changed a bit.
We did get the kitten out,... one of the fiercest, angriest kittens I've ever experienced (oh, they're mad normally, but this one had fight in him), and we brought him home.
The same day we brought these two home, we were made aware of a fourth, who was still at-large at the store. Apparently at some point another of these kittens had been deposited in the bushes like the first. I am not sure how that went, and I can be certain that at least one of the accounts I have been given is inaccurate. Spilled milk, one more to go. I spent about 2 hours searching the area where the kitten had been sighted several times. I could be reasonably certain that the kitten was aware of my presence and, even if not looking at me, could be said to be conscious of my actions.
Now I know a thing about kittehs, and kittehs know a LOT about perception of intent. So, in addressing the parking lot/garbage area, I told it who I was. I told it that we had already located 3 of its siblings, and that it - and any others that might become apparent - will be reunited. I told it that what happened with the bushes and the cages was fucked up, and that even if I couldn't give it a home personally, that I would see it stay with its family. I left a can of Meow Mix and left.
The next day (friday) Sowelu had caught the kitten on her lunch, and I retrieved it in our kennel. He was stared O_O (deliberate mis-spelling to emphasize the kitten mentality of being scared).
I'm not proud of the move. It was the best we could manage given our situation (which was rapidly imploding), but we trekked 1000 miles with the kittehs all packed in our oversized cage. The cage was designed for 2 large-breed dogs, so there was plenty of room, but the car ride was pretty arduous for all involved. What was worse is that our transit just happened to occur during a wicked cold-snap. We lined the bottom of the cage with hand-warmers, but when we arrived at our destination, the water we had left for them was freezing in the dish.
We all made it (except for Princess, but don't you worry),...
... but NEVER again.
The opening of this chapter has to be phrased in the first person, because none of the other kittens were witness to what transpired. We had a next-door neighbor who we were on good terms with, who called Sowelu one night. Apparently, on her way home, this neighbor had seen one of our cats,... lying on the side of the road. In a matter of moments, Sowelu and I were on the scene.
As the author/witness I have mixed feelings about it. Over a 2 year period we received 3 "Boil any water BEFORE consumption!" warnings, and naturally it takes a matter of time before such warnings are adequately distributed, and naturally there will be a - anywhere from minutes to days - span of time between detection and notification, and obviously there will be a breadth of time between toxic contamination and observation,... but who's counting? They're only cats, right; and we DID have 6,... but more on THAT later,.... ~_~
First, the kitteh to depart must present themselves patiently at the door. Then, they are itched until they buzz uncontrollably. Then: "You be good and you watch out for cars, and mean kitties, and mean doggies, (and whatever is pressing,... crazy landlords made that list for a while), and anyfing (yes fing) that might hurt our kitties. OTAY? <kiss>
'Cuz we love 'em, and they're our (whichever cat is departing)".
I'm not a fan of RFID chips, especially sub-dermal ones,... but I gotta say, if not for that we'd never have seen her again AND she'd have been put down with the quickness. Three cheers to Home Again pet-tagging services.
Actually, we had him fixed shortly after Feets and Boota departed. Additionally, Teji had a case of feline pyometra (which is gross), so the only unfixed cat in the whole house is Ninnos. And to that end,....
Dammit, not only did I forget about the spaying and neutering, but I ALSO COMPLETELY forgot to mention Loki. I'll put him in the epilogue.
Again, I'll spare the details, but let me just say that the behavior and circumstances we were subjected to were beyond the pale. Even if we were considering reducing our number of cats in the first place - which we DID look at boarding them - we decided 'Not for this insufferable bint and her illustrious 'grown' (physiologically) man-juice stain. Trust me, I am holding back the kind of details that get ppl locked up. Neither of them are locked up mind you, but that's because this is being handled civilly and without involving law enforcement. There's a reason for that too (I think I mentioned it in one of my Inphinet posts if anyone's REALLY curious). Anyway,....
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