But last night, the brat actually became.......an enabler. A drug dealer. He is preying on those poor homeless cats and turned them right into addicts. Yes, it's The Nip. He put bait out for the birds first. Then fed the vagrants. They had just decided to come investigate when he went back out with The Nip. They ducked back under the fence and I saw him pour a generous amount of that in the dead grass next to where he feeds them. Once he'd left the area, both came out again and the mom caught the first whiff of trouble. You could see her eyes go wide and without a second care for the dinner laid out for her, she went straight to The Nip. She didn't even need to indulge and she was already acting like a junkie. Immediately checking out the surrounding areas, making sure there was no one near to steal her stash, eyes wild, head darting this way and that. Immediate paranoia. Once she was certain she was alone, and no one would see her fall - she did. Straight over on her side, her snout buried deeply within The Nip.
What transpired was a classic drug reaction. Couldn't keep her feet, and frequent arguing with her baby. The baby got a few whiffs and looked like a classic case of hyper ADD. Chasing pink elephants I think, though I never saw a thing. Then the baby decided that the mother's tail was the greatest toy ever, once he realized he couldn't catch his own. It took over an hour for the munchies to hit, and either of them found their dinner.
Guess it'll be a halfway house for them, rather than a full one.
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