Torgerson at 8
Friday morning (the 13th, natch) the two pit bulls of the neighbor down the street got out--the men mowing the yard left the gate open--and managed to find Henry, Tom's big orange kitty, chasing him into the back 40. We've all lived together for more years than I can barely count. I was working at home, heard a terrible noise and saw an even more terrible sight and and ran out; they were biting and shaking him and I was kicking them <<or at least jumping in there with them>> and they finally dropped him. I didn't realize I had that kind of alpha female energy. I stayed with Henry and talked to him in a soft voice until I could see his injuries, which were considerable, and then he died. He probably didn't hear me but maybe he felt me. We are more than shocked and deeply saddened. Let's say this about Henry: he was 15, went deaf a few months ago (which meant they probably surprised him ), still begged to stay outside. He came over and visited twice a day and he was the *****sweetest cat I've ever known*****. He really was a doll. Quite traumatic, really. Orange boy cats are just the best. Young cat Huey ran up the tree during theincident and has lost his innocence. The clincher is that little kids could be next, or silly folks who intervene in dog fights, and that would not be good.
The update, as of Tuesday morning, is that I posted the news on my neighborhood news group. People chimed in. The city moved even more quickly than I might hope. Tom filed a report with Animal Services, including the various emails I culled from the newsgroup, and the longer letter one person sent to the police summarizing the history of our muddied relationship with these dogs. Based on that information, an officer arrived this afternoon, and impounded both dogs. He spent about 2 hours here, talking to neighbors, walking our driveway, taking pictures. The Animal Services person is part of the police force. The dogs are quarantined for 2 weeks, and then there is a public hearing, as I understand, at that time. Usually the officers have to get a petition in order to consider whether to make the impound, but the emails sufficed. I suspect that at the hearing, the subject of noise will be a far greater issue: much barking at all hours for many, many years. Still, I have some pictures to submit as evidence. Henry the cat catalyst. A fine will likely be involved (maybe $500 each dog). The penalties might increase after that, with added severity in the event of noncompliance with any conditions the city imposes, should they deem the dog nuisances. In extreme cases, fines can exceed $10,000 a day. However, since the neighbor is a firefighter and has a relationship with the city, the response might not be so strict. But we shall see. I think Henry is vindicated at least a bit.
That helps. I do have a bit of post-trauma stress (can't stop playing the movie), but I try to think of the monks who meditate on corpses for weeks at a time. We had the funeral/burial Friday night, the drunken dinner, and another on Sunday. But actual action is helping. We just miss him so, though. And Huey the 10-month old cat maniac is still weirded out a bit.