
That bit in the Railway Children when Jenny Agutter says "Daddy! My Daddy!". Gets me every time. I am 48 years old.
( , Thu 7 Aug 2014, 14:51)
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that keeps shitting in my garden. I don;t know which one it is, it's a stealthy little bastard.
We put pepper down where it shits, and it just goes and shits somewhere else. Every fucking night.
I quite like cats, I might even by daylight unwittingly have given the offending mog a tickle under the chin, but I have to say we're getting to the wait behind the door with an air rifle stage now.
( , Thu 14 Aug 2014, 16:01, 1 reply)

Cats bury their turds if they do them somewhere they consider to be outside their territory, so as to avoid potentially dangerous confrontation. This cat has obviously established that your garden is his territory as nothing else is shitting there so brazenly.
Solution: send it a message by shitting in your garden yourself.
( , Thu 14 Aug 2014, 17:24, closed)
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