I sent this email to my family and co-workers.
The cat is gone! Whoooo hoooo!
My cousin picked it up today.
Here is a synopsis of recent events for your entertainment.
I have had this cat for a month now and it is growing meaner and increasingly bolder by the day. Yeah, I know that I called my cousin about 3 weeks ago and asked her to pick up the cat but I decided to give it another chance. It has been living with me with free run of the apartment but it has not even remotely settled down or cheered up.
Man alive, look at that puss, what a nasty disposition!
Yesterday it nearly got me again. I had walked by a chair that it was under and it hissed and took a swipe at me. You know, that was enough for me, I corralled the cat into the bathroom and after a small argument, a heated discussion and a time out, I managed to capture it into a small travel box. I called my friend, the mechanic where I work and asked him if he could drop off the cat (read get the hell rid of it) at his house up in Brown City. He lives next to an old sod farm, there is a large pole barn, a pond there, plenty of wildlife and critters, acres and acres of lightly forested area adjacent to a soybean farm. To me, this would be cat paradise especially since it’s 80 miles from me!
Bruiser the cat in this picture below seemed to have other ideas, like tearing my face off.
Anyway, I called up my cousin and gave her the bad news, I'm not keeping this beast anymore, the good news, found a nice home for it. Well, she freaked out, didn't want the cat being released outside and asked me to hang on to it for another day while she tried to make arrangements for another indoor home.
She gave me a call before the high noon deadline, found a new home, asked if I thought if I could get the cat into its cage? No problem, I told her it was already in its travel box, complete with industrial strength duct tape and air holes! C'mon over and get it, immediately wouldn't be too soon.
I rushed home and packed the cats bags with glee!
Food, litter, relaxing aromatic plug in, cat nip, cat care book, yes looks all in order, good luck.
Bruiser the terror cat got picked up by my cousin and is going to a feed store in Highland Michigan. Couldn't be any better. Feed stores sell grains and feed for livestock and they need cats to keep the mouse population in control. The cat will be an indoor cat, can hide in the loft area all day and has free run of the joint at night to catch mice! The feed store wanted him because it was litter box trained, neutered and was healthy.
Did we mention nasty and vicious? The mice won't stand a chance.
The cat was trying to turn those air holes into escape holes, sorry, no dice, I’m wise to that old trick, that's why we got duct tape, industrial strength, lots of it at that!
In the month that I sheltered this cat, it never played, never ate in front of me, never sat upright or ever purred. It did however make fast work of the salmon, sardine and tuna fish treats that were regularly deposited in it's food bowl.
Good-bye, good luck, happy trails Bruiser, be sure to write home but please don't visit.
Jetman
In retrospect, I helped save its life, cat didn't like this enviroment, perhaps it will adapt to it's new home.