We used to have seven outdoor cats, Now we have three. Over the years, they’ve disappeared one by one. Most recently, Little One went missing last Saturday morning.
I was in the shower, Sheba started barking then my wife started yelling from the back deck. Dogs were in the back yard, attacking our cats. I got out of the shower and she ran outside. I grabbed a pair of pants, and my baseball bat and followed her out.
No dogs, no cats in the yard. Wife said she looked over the side and saw three dogs surrounding Little One, our smallest cat. Little One jumped up on the fence and my wife saw dogs jaws reach up, grab her, and pull her down.
We found no blood on the ground, but we found where the dogs came under the fence, wrecking some banana plants.
Little One hasn’t been seen since and we fear the worst.
We used to have: BTK, LeeLee, Shadow, LT, Albie, Goldie and Little One. Now just BTK (pronounced Bee TeeKee), Goldie and LeeLee were at breakfast. Shadow went missing while we were in Italy. From 7 cats to 3.
Saturday I went and got aluminum fencing wire and secured steel all along the bottom of the fence, to make it more secure.
I can’t imagine the horror of seeing what my wife saw.
Now it’s a cloudy Monday, time to go to work