Then I have Meowzer the outdoor cat that moved to our house over a year ago. He actually belonged a few houses down but his people were never home and left him hungry the majority of the time. I guess you could say I secured the "relocation" when he was screaming of starvation at my door and all I had to offer was TUNA!!
I absolutely love cats. I grew up with cats. When I met my now husband I had an indoor cat. My nerves hate the thought of an outdoor kitty exposed to the elements, cars, and just whatever dangers can come their way. Anyway...back to story....turns out I should have had a questionaire for the then "boyfriend" asking him the following question?
OK....now looking back perhaps a few more questions. But after nearly 25 years of marriage it is too late now, right?
Turns out that in answer to question #1 it is a big fat YES.
So you see...no indoor cats for me. I certainly wouldn't have gone and selected a kitty from the litter to toss him outside. When Meowzer showed up, I was tickled (husband..not so much) I'm good though...only occassionally can he come in for a quick visit and he doesn't get to explore the house. I've got him an old cutter quilt set on the front porch bench, food in the garage and in the winter he gets to sleep in the garage. Meowzer has been outside his whole life and is a big hunter. He likes to bring me "gifts." This I'm not so keen about either. This week I managed to save a hummingbird, and thought I had saved two rabbits until today! Bad kitty!!!