Strike two

Stray cat, 2; Leigh-Ann and Flippy, 0.

We just spent our second Saturday in a row trying to trap a stray cat at Jerry’s Nugget casino, and again had absolutely no luck.  I felt so prepared this time, too, with a better trap, a camouflage cover for the trap, newspaper to line the trap, ant spray, and a selection of tuna, sardines, catnip, and even prime rib to use for bribing.  I set the trap up in some bushes where the cat hangs out, and put a variety of food items out to lead the cat toward the trap, yet two hours later there was no sign the cat had even come over the sniff at what I’d left out for it.  We saw the cat around the parking lot a number of times, yet any time I even attempted to approach it, it would run away.  This is the cat that others report eats out of their hand, and follows them to their car, so it’s smart enough to know that I’m up to no good.

We unfortunately won’t be going after this cat again in the foreseeable future because it’s been expensive for us.  The casino is too far away for us to go there, set the trap, come home, then go back, and there’s nothing to do in the neighbourhood besides gamble.  So, every time we set the trap, we end up eating at the casino ($30 tonight because I had prime rib), and then we spend some money gambling while we try to kill time.  It would be great if the casino had a movie theatre, as so many do, but it’s quite small and we’re lucky they even have more than one restaurant.  I have to admit their coffee shop makes great food, but this isn’t really how I want to spend my Saturdays (or my money smile).

I really need the woman who wants to rescue this cat to meet us at the casino, as she claims to be able to touch the cat and to feed it from her hand.  However, she’s elderly and has trouble getting around, so the odds of that happening are minimal (I’m not completely sure how she encountered the cat in the first place).  I might just tell her to keep my phone number and to call me if she does get to the casino, and perhaps I’ll send a letter to the casino as well, telling them to call me if the cat has kittens again.

I feel badly I can’t do more, but I don’t even know what I’d try next.

Posted by Leigh-Ann on 08/05 at 08:59 PM

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  1. Damn, sounds like you’ve had a frustrating week all around, with this, the immigration thing, the vet forgetting to take those little growths off....too bad about the cat. Isn’t it a shame there isn’t an oral contraceptive that can be snuck into food....it would be a great way to control feral and stray populations.

    Posted by Carina  on  08/06  at  01:31 AM

  2. Flippy and I were discussing the oral contraceptive issue earlier this week (I guess this means all three of us share a brain… scary!).  I found a few articles online stating that this product was in development over 8 years ago, so I’m not sure what’s taking so long to get it out into general use.  I guess it’s probably expensive.

    Posted by Leigh-Ann  on  08/06  at  11:03 PM

  3. Unfortunate for sure, but you’ve done your best already.  Maybe someone will tame it and bring it in to get fixed?

    Posted by Ruth  on  08/07  at  05:27 AM

  4. Ruth, I’m enlisting the help of a more experienced trapper to see what advice he can offer.  Otherwise, there’s not much else I can do except to ask the casino to call me if the cat gets sick or is injured.

    Posted by Leigh-Ann  on  08/07  at  11:06 PM

  5. I understand your frustration and concern for this kitty but you can only do so much.. and you certainly have given it a good try.

    Posted by Simply Coll  on  08/11  at  09:33 AM
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