
On a trip to the dirty side with my ex she had a relative that lived in Conneticut that she had never met before. She had decided to call her up and set up a meeting. Her relative lived in a really nice upper class neighborhood. While we were there she got a phone call from the humane society. I was curious so she explained that she had a wild cat in her basement. I thought maybe it was a bob cat or a cougar. she had been having trouble with it for a few days, so i asked her if I could see it.
Animal control had been already been there but they didn't have any luck catching it. I went down to the basement and to my surprise it was just a house cat. It was a tom cat that had been living in the wild that had snuck in through a window a few days prior and had been terrorizing them ever since. They were scared and didn't dare go into the basement. I took a mop handle and put a rope around the end of it. when I was in the basement, I didn't see hide nor hair of it, so I started opening up cabinets that were up by the ceiling. I didn't hear a sound from him until I opened up the cabinet where he was hiding. Then he got pissed! He started growling and hissing at me. It took me a few tries but I did catch him eventually. When I looped him with the rope he started circling and twisting and started choking. Wouldn't you know it, animal control showed up right then. They thought he choked to death, but I knew better. He started spasming on the floor like he had died then went still. Animal control had wanted to pick him up but I told them "no." They had a cage so I told them to put him in it. When I took off the rope the cat went crazy.
Nine lives, and he just used up one of em! He tried to rip the steel in the cage up, and nearly did! I guess I didn't know how psycho the cat was until then.
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