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OK Hit this Poll: Should it be legal to shoot ferel cats.
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funniest thing ever
thought this would be a nice addition to this thread:
http://flashplayer.com/games/kittencannon_movie.php#bottom
instead of shooting at cats, you get to shoot with cats.
funniest thing i've ever seen, spacebar fires
thought this would be a nice addition to this thread:
http://flashplayer.com/games/kittencannon_movie.php#bottom
instead of shooting at cats, you get to shoot with cats.
funniest thing i've ever seen, spacebar fires
The late author Corey Ford, of Field & Stream magazine's "The Lower Forty" fame, addressed this problem years ago in an article titled Tiger Hunting for the Man of Modest Means. In it he states, in part:
"Here in New Hampshire we have a benevolent organization called the Love the Little Kitties Association. Its membership includes doctors, lawyers, state policemen, several clergymen, a retired Air Force general, and the local undertaker. It was founded by an emminent municipal judge, who is Head Lover. I have the honor of being Associate Lover.
"The purpose of our organization is the extermination, by fair means or foul, of feral housecats. Meetings are held whenever a member encounters one of thes roving beasts which has reverted to its wild state, miles from any habitation, stalking the fields in search of prey. Our shooting-seat is an open convertible, or a specially fitted jeep with slits in the side windows for protruding gun-barrels, or the undertaker's hearse which not only affords excellent visibility but is also handy for a quick getaway. Our motto is: Tiger Hunting for the Man of Modest Means.
"Let me hasten to explain, ere the cat people bristle their back fur, that we have nothing against little kitties who stay by the fire and restrict their diet to canned salmon. Our members wouldn't dream of shooting a cat in the lap of an elderly lady sitting in a rocking chair in her front parlor, provided the window is closed. Our aim (and it is generally quite accurate) is the half-starved feline, abandoned when a farm is sold or a summer vacationer closes his camp in the fall, which has turned killer to survive.
"Take a family from the city who rent a cottage for July and August at Agojumpiney Lake. Shortly after their arrival, an itinerant tomcat purrs at the door and attaches itself to the household. At least, they think it's a tomcat, until it delivers a litter of seven kittens in the guest room bed. These are duly adopted, and cared for until Labor Day rolls around. Obviously the family can't take eight cats back to a city apartment so they board up the cottage, lock the door, and drive off hurriedly before the children notice their erstwhile pets huddled ont he back porch, left behind to shift for themselves.
"What that family has done, however unwittingly, is as criminally careless as tossing a cigarette out of the car in a parched pine woods. They have loosed eight of the most dangerous predators in America. The feral housecat, according to conservation authorities, is Wildlife Enemy Number One. Its fur grows long and shaggy, it attains enormous size (I shot one which measured over three feet in length), and it develops uncanny hunting ability. A single cat will kill an average of one hundred songbirds in a year. Government officials estimate that these feline felons account for better than fifty percent of the small game that is destroyed anually, more than the total of all the foxes and skunks and bobcats and weasels--yes, and human hunters--combined."
This needless, wanton waste (of both wildlife and cats) could be stopped if only people would be responsible enough to spay and neuter their pets, and keep them indoors where they will be safe.
Good luck, and good shooting!
P.S. The full text of this article may be found in a collection of Ford's writing titled The Trickiest Thing in Feathers, compiled and introduced by Laurie Morrow. The ISBN is 1-885106-21-1.
"Here in New Hampshire we have a benevolent organization called the Love the Little Kitties Association. Its membership includes doctors, lawyers, state policemen, several clergymen, a retired Air Force general, and the local undertaker. It was founded by an emminent municipal judge, who is Head Lover. I have the honor of being Associate Lover.
"The purpose of our organization is the extermination, by fair means or foul, of feral housecats. Meetings are held whenever a member encounters one of thes roving beasts which has reverted to its wild state, miles from any habitation, stalking the fields in search of prey. Our shooting-seat is an open convertible, or a specially fitted jeep with slits in the side windows for protruding gun-barrels, or the undertaker's hearse which not only affords excellent visibility but is also handy for a quick getaway. Our motto is: Tiger Hunting for the Man of Modest Means.
"Let me hasten to explain, ere the cat people bristle their back fur, that we have nothing against little kitties who stay by the fire and restrict their diet to canned salmon. Our members wouldn't dream of shooting a cat in the lap of an elderly lady sitting in a rocking chair in her front parlor, provided the window is closed. Our aim (and it is generally quite accurate) is the half-starved feline, abandoned when a farm is sold or a summer vacationer closes his camp in the fall, which has turned killer to survive.
"Take a family from the city who rent a cottage for July and August at Agojumpiney Lake. Shortly after their arrival, an itinerant tomcat purrs at the door and attaches itself to the household. At least, they think it's a tomcat, until it delivers a litter of seven kittens in the guest room bed. These are duly adopted, and cared for until Labor Day rolls around. Obviously the family can't take eight cats back to a city apartment so they board up the cottage, lock the door, and drive off hurriedly before the children notice their erstwhile pets huddled ont he back porch, left behind to shift for themselves.
"What that family has done, however unwittingly, is as criminally careless as tossing a cigarette out of the car in a parched pine woods. They have loosed eight of the most dangerous predators in America. The feral housecat, according to conservation authorities, is Wildlife Enemy Number One. Its fur grows long and shaggy, it attains enormous size (I shot one which measured over three feet in length), and it develops uncanny hunting ability. A single cat will kill an average of one hundred songbirds in a year. Government officials estimate that these feline felons account for better than fifty percent of the small game that is destroyed anually, more than the total of all the foxes and skunks and bobcats and weasels--yes, and human hunters--combined."
This needless, wanton waste (of both wildlife and cats) could be stopped if only people would be responsible enough to spay and neuter their pets, and keep them indoors where they will be safe.
Good luck, and good shooting!
P.S. The full text of this article may be found in a collection of Ford's writing titled The Trickiest Thing in Feathers, compiled and introduced by Laurie Morrow. The ISBN is 1-885106-21-1.