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(snort) Should’a been a barbeque spike!
I like your style, Buff.
Maybe not for someone’s family moggie, but if I ever caught a feral cat, it would be “No further questions, your honour, barbeque spike it is.”
You know, I hate dogs, I really hate dogs, dogs have bitten me without provocation three times in my life and I live in serious fear that one will do so again and deprive me of my livelihood. But though I make remarks to that effect around the blogs from time to time, I don’t think I take it to the extent of suggesting, even in jest, that it would be funny-cool-ha-ha if a dog should be abused, harmed or mutilated.
What did cats ever do to you people, for god’s sake?
Mine are better friends to me than 99% of the human race could ever be. Talk like this isn’t funny. It hurts.
My cat, and avatar, Azar was a feral cat. He is now 14 years old and has always been a most loving and affectionate companion, a total delight to have in my life. His front left leg is broken and twisted because while he was still living in the street (and still a very small kitten) some sadistic SOB tried to kill him and “only” succeeded in mangling his leg for life. Gee, too bad they didn’t use a barbeque spike and do the job right, eh guys?
Buff, I’m really surprised at you. Mike, I don’t know you, but I’m shocked that anyone would pubicly admit a desire to torture and kill a small animal. I sincerely hope that you never manage to catch a feral cat.
I still remember finding Azar in the square, his little leg all bloody and broken, and wondering what sort of person could do such a thing. Your comments have made me feel indescribably sad.
Az, please don’t feel that way. I know cats are warm, furry, cuddly and can be great fun. In their homelands they fit neatly into their surroundings. Buff and Mike (and I) are in Australia, a continent which had its own ecology until Europeans brought in a whole slew of exotic animals. There had never been a cat in Australia until 1788. Since then they have over run the whole island and have driven numerous of our native warm cuddlies into near and actual extinction. Reptiles and birds are also endangered by these little killing machines.
There are a lot of cat-lovers in Australia but unfortunately the majority of those believe in allowing them their freedom to roam which means death to birds, small reptiles and marsupials. Unlike dogs which require licenses there is no license system for cats and even with licenses there are millions of feral dogs as well. To be green in Australia means, in part, to want to remove cats, rabbits, foxes and cane toads from our land. While Buff and Mike were a bit over the top in their comments, which Mike did say were about feral cats, it is a feeling many who love Australia’s wildlife have when they find a cat with a bird in its mouth, or the remains of bilby or wallaby which has been killed by a cat. Another problem is that the wild cats, feral cats, the ones who escaped from domestication generations ago, are increasing in size, breeding back to type. They can be three times the size of a domestic cat and so can catch and kill quite large prey. Even in the remotest parts of Australia, such as out here in the desert there are these nasty beasts.
I know these comments may be unpopular in America and Europe but here in Oz, cats are alien invaders.
Dear Azahar, My sincerest apologies if I have offended you. If you knew me you would know that my buddhist tendencies mean that I would not actually harm a living thing.
However I am saddened by the destruction of Australia’s natural environment by introduced pest species. Rabbits, foxes, cane toads, wild horses, wild camels, feral cats; these have all been introduced to Australia in the past 200 years and have done terrible damage to native species.
I really do weep whenever I find in my yard a dismembered lizard or a pile of feathers that used to be a native bird. It means the neighbour’s cat has been out again.
Actually I should have said “G’day” when I was in Seville almost a year ago today. See http://www.fitzsimon.com.au/Maureen/Spain2008.htm
Unfortunately you were heading to hospital just at the time we were there. With my ileostomy, I too am a regular customer of the medical industry. The travel insurance people hit me up for three, sometimes four times the usual premium.
I’m sure we would have a lot in common.
Anyhow we had a great time in Seville.
Best Wishes — Mike
Not to put too fine a point on it, but you guys aren’t exactly “native species of Australia” either, and have also done terrible damage to the natives and the wildlife there. In any case, I think that after some 200 years it’s a bit silly to look upon certain animals as, well, basically vermin without a right to live, just because they were brought there from somewhere else. Which was not their choice, so it’s also absurd to think of them as “invaders”. And which of course is something that has happened in many other countries, including Spain. Oh, and for the record, dogs aren’t native to your country either.
The problem of feral dogs and cats exists everywhere. These animals do not magically “fit neatly” into their surroundings just because they are native species.
Anyhow, I just don’t find the torture and killing of animals a source of humour. I appreciate you didn’t mean it quite like it came across, so I guess we can just leave it at that and resume our regular programming.
I’m glad you had a great time in Sevilla, Mike. I’ll check out your link.
Thanks, Az.
You’re quite right about dogs, too. There’s a lot of debate here about the Dingo which many people regard as Australia’s only native dog which should be preserved at all cost.
I think it should be hunted to extinction because of its impact on small marsupial species. Truth is, it was introduced here only a few thousand years ago by Asian fishermen. I got the shock of my life first time I saw a “dingo” in the back streets of Bangkok. And just last month I saw more in the Philippines.
People often ask me, “Well where do you draw the line between native and introduced? How long has something got to exist before it is regarded as native?” My answer is, “If Homo Sapiens was involved in its introduction, it’s not native.”
Australia’s first settlers saw a continent with boundless horizons and never imagined that anything they could do would have any impact on it. But I’ve seen changes in my lifetime and I think we all now know just how fragile our entire planet is.
Rightly or wrongly, I regard companion animals (and of course grazing, cloven-hoofed mammals) as part of man’s footprint on this planet. If we don’t reduce this footprint, we place the survival of our own species at risk.
Thanks for listening to my rant. I hope you understand that the motivation for my first jest was not a desire to inflict cruelty on any living thing.