Wednesday, May 1, 2019

Street Theatre

We live in a cul-de-sac.  That might sound boring.  But there is always  something happening in the street.

There is a narrow lane way at the end, that leads to 4 schools, and  some walking paths. 
We get students, walkers, cyclists and other dogs.
There are also delivery men and workmen--lots to keep us busy.

HOWEVER, the greatest theatre comes from the CATS.

The Cat People (Jenny and Bill) live across the street.
They feed homeless cats around town every day and  have an arrangement with a local Vet for medical care.
They have 'backyard' cats and 'indoor' cats
 (and 2 abandoned Jack Russells)

A few years ago, a mother and three kittens were dumped at their house--word gets around.
Their home was full, and the local shelter was overfilled, so they deemed the little family front-yard cats.
One of the kittens was killed by a car early on, but Roy and Marvin ruled supreme on our street, usually lounging in OUR front yard.
They even came into our back yard at night and stole our toys.
Jenny was always returning them.
They haven't been around much, we think they have been promoted to either back-yard or indoor cats now.
BUT, last November there was a new cat on the scene.  He (we think it's a he) was usually at the end of the street, so we thought he lived down there.  As he was white and we could see him in various front yards on our early morning walks--a white patch in the blackness--we named him Ghost Kitty.

Recently, he  moved to our end of the street, having discovered food and water always on tap at the Cat house.
He has taken over, keeping other kitties away.
He lounges in our front yard, staking out the Cat house so he can chase away other cats.

Drives us NUTS, and we're NOT allowed to yell at him early in the morning.  He just ignores us anyway.  We call him 'homeless' because he doesn't seem to mind people.  Probably a cat left behind when his family moved on, and he wasn't a cute kitten anymore.

Roxy loves telling him off.

He doesn't care.

That green thingy is our letter box.
Enter T'Abby Kitten.
You have to look closely.
Poor little T'Abby is beginning to move away from the storm drains--where he was probably born.
He is a feral kitty.  One that is wild, and won't come near anyone.  He has learnt that food is available across the street.  But he's been chased away by Ghost Kitty, so he sits in our front garden, to make sure the coast is clear.  He's about 1/3 the size of Ghost Kitty.
We feel sorry for him.  Though young, he'll probably never be socialised, or caught so he can be desexed and immunised.
Ferals learn early about survival.

But in the meantime, we have lots of street theatre.


  1. I very much enjoyed reading your tales of street theater and kitties. we have a lady on one of the streets we walk, but can't see it from our house. she does the same thing, she has 5 inside kitties, a few feral cats and 3 outdoor used to be feral that will come to her for food... I love hear tht LOUD bark

  2. The neighborhood cats like to sleep on our porch. We can smell them and see them thru the window. We bark at them and then Mom chases them away because they attack the birds that comes to the feeders. We wish she would let us chase them.

  3. Wow!! Things do look busy on your street! We do like to hear you tellin' that Kitty off Roxy!
    Rosy, Jakey & Arty

  4. We don't do a lot of barking, but the two kitties next door do make for some very interesting watching here too. Your neighbors are nice to help the ferals, but it isn't very nice of people to just dump their unwanted ones there.

    Woos - Lightning, Misty, and Timber

  5. Cats in the yard drive us crazy. It is the bane of our existence. Good luck

  6. Being Oz, the street theater is always on the left side of the street.

  7. Street theatre can be lots of fun to watch and make the time pass by faster when you're part of the audience! :-) I hope the kitty's stay safe, I never like it when one of the main-characters or the supporting cast gets bumped off and written out of the plot.

  8. We have a couple of kitties that come through our property looking for mice, Sad the cats have to search for a home

  9. we have only one cat who comes in our backyard to do youknowwhat... and the mean thing is, if we bark because that is our backyard and no litter box, the nay-bors say WE are hooligans...crazy...

  10. Thankfully a roaming cat is very rare in my neighborhood. I already have more than enough stuff that makes Cedar bark!

  11. Wow it seems every neighborhood has the cat street theater. Glad to hear that we are not the only neighborhood with homeless cats. Roxy sure has a deep bark. You go Roxy.

  12. Maybe putting more voice into telling him off might move his kittyButt along, Roxy! We love your letter box!

  13. Gosh its all happening in your neck of the woods. We are wondering if the production will soon be coming to London'd West End? After all, there is a precedent for shows featuring CATS doing rather well...
    Toodle pip!

  14. For a cul-de-sac it sure sounds like you have lots to keep you entertained. It's too bad some kitties have to live outside but we hope the cat people can catch the tabby and help him.

  15. Nothing like a C-A-T to get the day started .