OMG!!! Poor kitty....

So, my two *angels* (aka Heidi & Thor) trapped a cat in our backyard this evening. All three of them were under the deck and it was totally dark outside and I couldn't see a thing... the racket was horrific!! Somehow (who knows how this worked) I got them into the house, hoping the cat would quickly escape the same way he came through the fence... hello, it is a 6 foot privacy fence... WTH? Anyhoo, the little stink decided to hobble up the deck steps and planted himself there... staring through the sliding door at the dogs, Brandon, and myself. It was hissing and totally pissed off the whole time he was coming up the steps (kinda creepy, like horror movie creepy), so I couldn't see how badly he was hurt. Me, being an animal lover, immediately went to the bathroom to hurl because I am so upset (I know, what a 'girl'). I called a few of our neighbors to see if he belonged to anyone, but he didn't and he didn't have a collar or anything... so, I had to call Animal Control. I felt so bad, but he wouldn't leave and the dogs have to go outside, so I had no choice.

Animal Control Guy (aka Gardner 'Public Safety') shows up... who, by the way, looked about 14 years old... he asks me questions... name, d.o.b., blah blah blah... I ask him if he wants my social security number next! Jeebus. Anyhoo, young puppy proceeds to grab the cat (with gloves) and take him to the van. Well, the cat wanted no part of this horse-hockey and clings to puppy's arm. He is flailing his arm like crazy, the cat flies off, and runs under the neighbors truck and then climbs up in the under-carriage. Young pup took another 10-15 minutes trying to coax the poor cat back to the van (yeah, like I would go along nicely with someone that had just flung me through the air... are you freakin' smokin' crack?!).

I still feel bad and I hope that the kitty is okay and that his family finds him.