94 cats

Speaking of cats, this is a story that came up at my workplace yesterday funny-pictures-cats-are-stuck-in-treesbecause it happened right around the corner… in fact, one of my co-workers lives a couple of doors down from the house where the Nanaimo SPCA recently rescued 94 cats (yes, 94):

Ninety-four sick and neglected cats and kittens have been taken into the care of the BC SPCA after they were seized from a home in the Cedar area of Nanaimo.

The cats were deemed to be abandoned under the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals Act after their owner was evicted from the home.

Apparently the landlord never visited the place, and when he finally did (at the behest of neighbours who thought something weird was going on), YIKES! Cats everywhere, they’d even gotten into the walls (probably in search of a waste-free place to crash).  “Their owner was evicted from the home” — no shit Sherlock.

I’ve got 3 cats, and even though 2 of them are barn cats and outdoors almost 24/7, it still seems like a lot of cats.  I can’t even imagine what possesses people to collect 94 of the little buggers.

22 Responses to “94 cats”

  1. 1 brebis noire Friday, August 14, 2009 at 8:48 am

    I wonder at what point you stop noticing the smell.

  2. 2 hemmingforddogblog Friday, August 14, 2009 at 9:26 am

    Seven…definitely seven!

    It’s called animal hoarding and it’s very sad…

  3. 4 Torontonian Friday, August 14, 2009 at 10:08 am

    I had a first-hand experience with such a home.

    I was enumerating for the city and came across the
    house that had been on local [Kingston] television
    recently before.

    The house at at least 80 cats and the owner wasn’t
    sure since some came and went as they pleased.
    It was warm and all the windows were open and you
    could smell the house from half a city block away.

    Craig Ferguson likes to make fun of cats from time
    to time–particulary regarding old, eccentric

  4. 5 Dr. Prole Friday, August 14, 2009 at 10:37 am

    Gross. I have a plan for what I’d do if a neighbor’s dog attacked me, but not for a stinky disgusting cat farm that I could smell from a half a block away.

  5. 6 fern hill Friday, August 14, 2009 at 11:19 am

    A friend of mine moved west to be closer to her family. When her mother died, she moved back here. I asked her why. She said: ‘I was afraid of becoming — *dramatic pause* — a cat lady.’ Cracked me up.

    Me not cat-person. One is way too many.

  6. 7 stageleft Saturday, August 15, 2009 at 2:55 am

    My daughter had a cat, it hated me. It stole and disposed of my socks in some magical location where they were never found, would get mad at me and puke on my side of the bed, it often carried its’ litter 4 feet from it’s box to my combat boots to leave me little presents inside them for when I wanted to go riding, and once it took my sun glasses, put them in her littler box, covered them with clumping cat litter, and watered them down so they ended up in a clump of litter and dried cat pi$$.

    I hated it to.

    I agree with fern hill – one is to many…. 94 is retribution for grievous sins committed in multiple past lives.

  7. 8 mouthyorange Saturday, August 15, 2009 at 3:58 am

    stageleft — that is too funny! It sure seems like that cat hated you!

    We had a friend visiting from Korea. I think she’s a natural animal lover at heart, but hasn’t been raised with animals as family members like so many folks in the west and elsewhere have been. So she was nervous, although she didn’t want to be.

    Every night at dinner the cat jumped onto the table and walked over to hover beside my friend’s plate and intrude into her personal space, exuding “I know you’re not comfortable with me and I’ve come to bug you” vibes. I would get up and remove her. And every night before my friend went to bed the cat would steal into my friend’s room and settle herself in wait on the bed. When my friend went into her room, there would be the cat, curled up on the bedspread, staring at my friend with hard, round, yellow eyes that said, “I know that you don’t want me here, so I’m going to be here. So there!” I’d go upstairs and pick up the cat to take her away. In her inexperience, my friend thought the beast was being cute and sweet, even though she was grateful that I picked her up and took her away. I chose not to disabuse my friend of her quaint notion. Better that her comfort level with cats should go up first, before she learned what nasty little beasts they can be.

  8. 9 JJ Saturday, August 15, 2009 at 4:00 am

    stageleft – Buried your sunglasses in litter?? Yikes 😯 They’re vindictive little beasts, no doubt about it, and they hate motorcycles (I think it’s the noise that ticks them off). Dogs can be almost as bad, though — I had a male dog who used to take great pleasure in pissing on my bike, especially if I’d just washed it. He hated it because when the bike came out, it meant that wherever I was going, he wasn’t going with me.

    Speaking of which, you’re probably on the road by now, but just in case — have a good run and ride safe! Keep the shiny side up 8)

  9. 10 JJ Saturday, August 15, 2009 at 4:11 am

    orange – As if we needed further proof that Cats are evil. It’s always amazed me that they can have such attitude, considering their minute size. They remind me of those yappy little toy “dogs” that come flying out of nowhere, barking their brains out at my dog who is about 10 times their size and all it would take would be one CHOMP to end their barking forever 😯 😆

  10. 11 JJ Saturday, August 15, 2009 at 4:21 am

    fern hill

    She said: ‘I was afraid of becoming — *dramatic pause* — a cat lady.’

    Nobody wants to be a Cat Lady {{{shudder}}}

    I never had much use for the little monsters until I moved out to the country, and found out that as the only property without a cat, my place was quickly becoming the preferred hangout for the neighbourhood rats. They’re just field rats but still, coming from a big city as I do, rats give me the creeps, so I finally broke down and got a cat. And of course after he finally died, I adopted the pregnant one (what a mistake — 3 cats is 2 too many). The worst thing about it is people calling me a “cat lady” 😦 They might as well call me rotten scum 😦

  11. 12 JJ Saturday, August 15, 2009 at 4:25 am

    Dr. Prole – The neighbours were pretty relieved to see the cats go, but guess what — she wants them back, and the SPCA might have to give them back! 😯 So somewhere there are a bunch of new neighbours who have NO IDEA what’s about to hit them.

  12. 13 JJ Saturday, August 15, 2009 at 4:56 am

    Torontonian – I have first hand experience with a house that harboured 30 cats and that was almost enough to make me up-chuck, so I can’t even imagine what 80 cats would be like.

    The cat lady was the wife of a friend of my ex-husband’s. The first and last time I ever went to their house, my husband warned me it was Bad but I wasn’t prepared for how bad it really was. I thought the house stunk before I even went in, but when she opened the door, the smell rushed out like a tornado of piss and shit… I actually reeled back a few steps like I’d been slapped. I tried to go inside, but I couldn’t stay in there for more than 30 seconds. Fucking cats and overflowing litter trays everywhere, it was just sickening.

    Worst of all, I couldn’t get the smell out of my nostrils even after two showers and washing all my clothes twice.

  13. 14 JJ Saturday, August 15, 2009 at 5:05 am

    brebis – Thanks for the link, interesting post. Seriously though, when do they stop noticing the smell? That’s what blows me away. I know the second one of my cats uses the litter tray, even if I’m in another room, and I have to rush to clean it out ASAP. I can’t imagine ever getting used to that smell and not noticing it 😦

  14. 15 JJ Saturday, August 15, 2009 at 5:09 am

    SQ – Jebus, how can these people not know they’re harming the animals? If you can’t look after them properly and provide food, vet care and a CLEAN place to live, you can’t handle them, it’s that simple.

  15. 16 hemmingforddogblog Saturday, August 15, 2009 at 6:54 am


    With respect to the Cat Lady label. I believe the rules are you can have 3 cats for every large dog — say a husky or a chocolate lab. The fact that you have a “real” dog excludes the label being stuck on you. Get rid of the dog though….:)

  16. 17 Phatbiker Saturday, August 15, 2009 at 7:12 am

    Back in the 70’s some friends of mine bought a run-down house just out of Nakusp B.C. The back room was burnt off (the still blew up)and there where about 40 cats, all interbread, sick and half-wild. There where cats in the attic, cats in the crawl space, a mom and kittens living in the oven of the stove. A wooden support post in the kitchen was half gone because it was their scratching post. The place had to be totally gutted, even the wood panelling in the living room had to go because the bottom foot had rotted off due to cat piss. They had to get rid of 5 pick-up loads of garbage, dead cats, cat poo defore they even could start to work on the house. They had to hire a team of men armed with 22’s to “remove” the cats. It’s shocking that this kind of thing still happens.

  17. 18 JJ Saturday, August 15, 2009 at 9:18 am

    SQ – Thank gawd, I just made it in under the wire: one large dog, 3 cats. Good thing 2 of the cats are outdoors most of the time — if all 3 were house cats I might need another dog to offset them.

  18. 19 JJ Saturday, August 15, 2009 at 9:32 am

    phatbiker – OMG, that sounds like a pleasant place (“the still blew up”, LOL) — 5 pickup loads of shit!!! 😯

    Yeah, cats can make a real mess of a beautiful house with exposed post and beams — fortunately, as dumb as cats are (let’s face it, their brains are about the size of acorns), mine have been made to understand that scratching at anything made out of wood around here is an invitation to go flying in space.

    My friend who lives across the road has 3 or 4 cats but doesn’t have the heart to discipline them 🙄 and they’ve dug huge gouges in the wooden beams that her husband just put in a couple of years ago when he reno’d the place. I am surprised he hasn’t taken a .22 to the little monsters.

  19. 20 J. A. Baker Monday, August 17, 2009 at 6:25 pm

    Hey, JJ. What happened to my comment?

  20. 21 J. A. Baker Monday, August 17, 2009 at 6:27 pm

    Whoops. Never mind. I had the wrong post in mind. The comment I was looking for was in the previous post.

    Imagine my embarrassment! 😳 😳 😳 😳

  21. 22 JJ Monday, August 17, 2009 at 6:53 pm

    😆 Don’t be embarassed, JAB.

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