Unfortunately, I do have to encounter people dropping off their pets or strays while I'm at the shelter. Most of the time, I can't shut my big yapper and actually end up having a conversation with these people. Last week an older couple came in with a very very frightened cat in a humane animal trap. She was obviously very pregnant and she looked feral. I gave the couple a "sad face" and they immediately became very defensive:
Them: This ain't my cat.
Me: You know they're going to euthanize her and she's obviously pregnant.
Them: So? She keeps gettin' in mah garden. (Louder) This AIN'T my cat!!!!
Me: Is there a place you can keep her in a barn or something so she can have her babies? I'll help you with the kittens and we'll get Mom spayed.
Them: We got 15 of 'em runnin' around. I thought 'bout puttin' out poison.
I turned and walked away. If I get into a shit-fest with people like this in the Animal Control lobby it could ruin my relationship with the shelter and I could be banned from rescuing there.
The poor cat was taken to the back and just before they could put her in the cage, she bolted under the bank of cages. It took Kim and another worker from the shelter about 10 minutes to get her. They had nets and were moving quickly, but cautiously. Feral cats can be very dangerous. It broke my heart. She was terrified. This is "Gwynneth" the day she arrived at the shelter:
A few days later, I went back to the shelter to do a rescue and Kim said that Gwynnth wasn't feral at all...she was really sweet and very very frightened. She gave birth the next morning:
Imagine giving birth in the shelter. I'm a Mom, and my idea of an uncomfortable birth is when my epidural didn't work fast enough.
You can imagine that I'm very motivated to help this Mom and 5 babies. I'm getting pissed off all over again over those stupid, ignorant people that left her there because she was getting into their garden.
I hope their tomatoes and cucumbers all turn up rotten this year.