capturing the cat

      

Aww!  What a cute little kitten.  This is Punky as a kitten, the very same cat I've been trying to capture for months to take to the vet.

      

We've come so far with Punky.  I am now able to rub him when he decides he wants me to; but NO ONE on God's green earth can pick him up without a cat fight.

Well, this morning Punky had to be caught because we think he has a urinary tract infection.  I'm having my floors cleaned this morning and Clay and Clay's friend, Nate, volunteered to catch the cat.  "I'll pay ten dollars extra if you catch him,"  I told the guys.

Their eyes lit up and they blurted,  "We'll do it!  No problem."  That's when I suggested they use a blanket to throw over him because Punky will rip you to shreds if you don't.

Then the chase began.  One guy stood at one end of a couch and shooed Punky toward the other end, blanket ready to throw.  All Punky did was zip across the living room and hide under the other couch.  Meanwhile, I've got the cat carrier ready, door opened, awaiting it's prey.

      

Then the time had arrived.  Punky zipped out, Nate tossed the blanket over him and the stuffing of a cat in the carrier became the only goal.  Clay tried to pick Punky up by the scruff of the neck and literally, all you could see where flailing little cat arms with sharp razors whipping in the air.

All you could hear were screams and hollers from two grown men, but in the end Punky was captured and escorted to Hilltop Animal Hospital in Alachua. 

      

These are some of Nate's wounds.

      

It seems some people will do anything to make a buck. . . uhh. . . ten bucks.

      

Thanks, Clay and Nate.  I'll be buying heavy work gloves for the next time.  And yes, the guys have had their tetanus shots.

 

Comments

[Susan]

Oh my goodness! Great post...poor guys! All those bandaids!