I was totally wrong about the live traps I saw recently. They weren’t for catching critters to blow up
after all. They were put out in order to
catch neighborhood cats. There is a
tradition here to collect as many cats as possible for the final 2 weeks of
December, regardless of supposed ownership, then deposit them into a 55 gallon
drums (not trash cans at all, as I had so naively deduced earlier). The cats are collected there until midnight
when they will be released so that the children that were able to stay up that
late can chase and keep what they can catch until NEXT year. Most barrels were about half full from the
sounds of the howling and hissing as I walked by. Now and then they get a shake or a beer
bottle is broken against them, in order to “keep the cats in the spirit of
things” according to a cigarette smoking 3rd grader named Malakai
who was kind enough to educate me on the particulars. It’s bad, but I actually think it could be much
worse. I’m not going to judge anyone for
this. So a cat spends a little time in a
barrel. They’ll all have homes
tonight. These people are just having
some harmless fun. Just the same, I
think I’m heading back towards The Kahler Trailer. More updates from there.
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