The following is a true story and it was not 'a friend of mine' that did it... IT WAS ME!!!
I had a friend and employee that had a huge,crazy and bloody dangerous cat. Her (of course...) name was 'PUSHKIN"
Well, she kept coming to work with every other day a new 'tattoo' her precious pushkin planted on her.
The ones on her face happened while she was sleeping.
I'd had enough of this insane situation.
She was terrified of this cat.
So, I talked to her, and we agreed I'd take the house key, and take the bloody cat away when she was going away for the weekend a few weeks later.
I had not really taken any notice of the cat when I was at her place and could really not remember how big the cat was, I reckon it was probably outside when I was around.
The morning of the 'catnapping' I did decide to take another friend.. well, you know for some mental support and all...
One thing needs to be said, my friend went away for the weekend, and arranged for the neighbour to feed the monster, but failed to mention 'I' was coming in to catnap this monstrosity.
So... parked the car, which in a small community gets noticed by... well everyone within a 1km radius.
Entered the house, did I mention again while the owner was on a weekend away?
On a mission in this two story house, to find the 'lioness king'
We did, and I tried to get it to come closer, and well you know.. be friendly.
And to my amazement... she was.... friendly that is.
Stroking my leg, from left to right and back again....
I braced myself for the terrible attack that was coming.
But... it didn't.
PUSHKIN was adorable!!!
I had phoned the vet, to explain the situation, the plan, and agreed on a catanitarian way to relief the world from this cat.
We managed to get the cat in the carrier we brought along, she quite happily followed the food into the back of the carrier.
We went through he frontdoor, locked it behind us and just as we proceeded to take the cat to the car, the neighbour came dashing out of her house.
The poor woman was terrified, and totally confused. I had to calm her down and explain the situation a few more times then I expected.
We managed to take the cat and move on along her ' green mile'
On the way though, we started talking, how strange it was this cat was so affectionate towards us, and how the attack we expected (I'd even brought my first aid kit) never came.
Sure enough, we started to doubt if we were actually doing the right thing.
As we arrived at the vet,planted the cat on the counter, we explained everything that had happened.
well... we left the neighbour out ;)
As a team, ready to pounce like the crocodile hunter, we decided to let her out of the carrier.
And behold, she was gorgeous and affectionate. Huge and frightening.... but happy to please and be pleased.
The whole plan was canned, and an add was placed on the desk if there was anyone brave enough to give 'oll PUSHKIN a chance.
Within a week I received a call that some farmers from out of town had taken their dog to the vet, and after some amazing cuddles with PUSHKIN they decided to adopt her in the farm family.
It was a great thing as my friend felt so much better knowing the cat was well and happy.
that day I really decided, that even human and animals can sometimes just 'not get along'
You know, that's life, you meet people and some you like instantly and some ... well, you just don't.
So you decide, maybe it's true and an animal can just 'not click' with a certain person...
In the end, everything turned out great.....
So before you pull out your shotgun,there might be someone out there for scotts lass pushkin as well...
I tell you, in my life...
never a boring moment ;)
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