Nahum and Willow, finding a near-perfect way to get through a rainy Sunday.
I have been getting help in this process from two local cat-loving women, Nancy and Sue. Nancy has been answering all my questions and giving me tons of information on how to successfully trap ferals. She also arranged for the spaying/neutering and vaccinations to be done at Purrfect Pals (my local amazing cat-only shelter). Sue has graciously loaned me two traps and offered to shuttle the trapped cats to and from Purrfect Pals on Thursday. I am deeply thankful for both of these amazing women.
The traps are scattered out in the yard, their doors temporarily wired open. I am feeding the outdoor cats now exclusively inside the traps, getting them accustomed to being in the traps.
I don't like for cats, indoor or outdoor, to be uncomfortable. It rains a lot here in the Pacific Northwest, so, I've been trying to figure out how to keep the kitties dry and comfortable when they are eating in the traps. Sue suggested duct taping trash bags around the traps. I tried that, but I had to make cuts in the bags for the handles and to access the guillotine door which has resulted in leaks.
High up in the mountains, the railroads build snow-sheds over the tracks to keep the heavy snows and avalanches from blocking the tracks. I decided to cobble together a few rain-sheds to sit over the traps to keep the rain from falling onto the traps. They won't win any awards for beauty, but together with the plastic they'll do the job.
Before covering the traps with the rain-sheds, I had them all under the large raised planter. But then I learned from Nancy, that it would be better to have them not so close together. So, here is the current configuration. One trap remains under the planter, the other two are scattered in the yard. I put the drop trap out there as back-up.
On Wednesday night, I'm not sure yet what I'll do with Oliver so he doesn't go into a trap. In the past he was weary of the traps but now that he is being forced to eat in them, he might be less fearful. That little detail still needs to be worked out.
I'm feeling pretty anxious about trapping the ferals. I know as Wednesday approaches my anxiety level will go through the roof. Having the help has kept my anxiety lower so far, I hope that continues through the tough part. My anxiety comes from causing the ferals short term suffering, even though I know it's for the best long term. I also fear I will only capture one or two and then will have to figure out how to get the other. I know the anxiety won't stop me, but it's not pleasant and it's helpful to acknowledge it's presence. I'm trying to focus on the memory of successfully trapping Oliver to help me through this.
These cats are not experiencing any anxiety!
Willow, Nahum and Rose all snuggled up together in a cat bed in front of the fire.
Now this is the perfect way to get through a rainy Sunday!
I wish there was room for me in that bed!