Cats who teach me to fly…

Joy is back home again. Joy escaped twice from her former adopter’s place and no preventive measures had been done to prevent Joy from climbing out of the windows. Mel and I have always try to work things out with the adopters, however, the adopters strongly refused to mesh up their windows. Joy could be a stray cat again if she keeps escaping…

Since the adopters did not want to mesh up their windows, I had to snatch Joy back.

I was not confident though. I just had to take each minute at a time. First, it was a condo, second, it was their property and third, they refused to hand Joy over.

There was a lot of what ifs. Before I pressed the door bell, the what if came into my mind. “Well, if they are not going to open the door, I would visit them again later at night etc till they open the door.”

They opened the door. That was good, I thought. I have not even opened my mouth to speak, their machine guns were already shooting. I told them I was not there to fight, quarrel and argue and the only solution is to meshed up their windows to ensure Joy’s safety and they were not even listening but kept shooting.

I saw Joy sleeping on the chair in the bedroom so I went to pet her head. I did not grab her straight. I left her alone to sleep and turned around and see if there was any chance of them meshing up the windows. Still the husband talked so much and the wife was yelling. And Joy walked towards me, rubbed against my leg and stand right beside my carrier. Oh man! Good opportunity I told myself. I grabbed Joy immediately and was about to put Joy into my carrier, the wife swing my carrier away. Fine! I thought to myself, still holding Joy tightly in my arms, I walked towards the door hurriedly. “Was the door locked? Am I able to open it?” A simple twist and yes it opened. Quickly I pulled the door behind me, there the wife quickly dashed over and pushed and punched me hard on my arm to stop me from getting out. My back faced her cos I was holding Joy and I didnt want anyone to have a chance to grab Joy back. At that moment I thought to myself, if I were to be pushed into the house again, I will never see Joy again. When I was about to scream for help, the husband told his wife to stop. It was not because the husband agreed to let me bring Joy home, it was because he saw his wife pushing so hard on me till there were two patches of blueblack on my arm. He was trying to protect his wife cos both were teachers…

And great! Goodbye I go. Their son stopped me and brought me the carrier that was swing away by her mother. He helped me placed Joy to the carrier cos he wants Joy to be safe. I told him Joy will be back when their windows are meshed up.

I walked back to my vehicle as fast as I can. Mel was waiting in the van. Hurriedly we moved off.

Along the way, neither anyone of us were happy. Yes, Mel was right. Nobody was a winner. I felt sad for Joy for she could not live in a place where she wants to be.

The family reported me to the police and complain to AVA and CWS. I knew there will be no case. After all, Joy was not microchipped and registered under their name, therefore, Joy is not their property.

I love all my cats and all community cats even more after this incident!

Joy!