I thought this one was kind fun, for those of you who are following this series.

I'm kind of old, my first car was a Pinto. So this is a really cool pic! It was on the young lady's site for a while.

Heh!

Moggie (noun):
A feline of undistinguished type and manners, the cat equivalent of a mongrel dog, but in general usage a pet name for any domesticated cat.

I've been researching cat repellents on the internet.

I swear, I do like animals, even the highly mobile, roving, nocturnal, yowling carnivorous type. But...

There is a cat that likes to hang out in our yard. The little beast leaves abundant evidence of this in the form of a cat poop pancake (yes, I think this particular cat needs his food tweaked, because I did write pancake and not Tootsie Roll). We can usually count on cat poop right where one would walk or frolic, in the middle of the grass, and never (that we've seen) in the flower beds.

Anyway, there are lots of cat repellent ideas out there, ranging from items found in any well-stocked larder, to full-on chemical assaults. Here is a sampling:
1.  Sprayable urine of carnivorous animals higher up the food chain, a la foxes and coyotes
2. Sprayable skunk aroma (seems like a good thing to have as a practical joke item)
3. Motion detecting sprinklers (also a good item for more than just cats)
4. Crushed red or cayenne pepper (NOT cool as a cat will actually scratch its eyes out if it manages to get the pepper in its eyes)
5. Jars of ammonia left about (stinky)

Then there was my idea (we can call this #6):
Trap and relocate the fluffy bastard - er, cat - to LD's mom's place. They already feed about two dozen feral cats that live and breed under their porch, so what would be the harm in one more moggie? Would they even notice? But, since LD's mom lives less than half a mile away, the cat would find its way back for sure. I'd give it three hours, maximum and it would have extra gifts for us too, following that stunt.

"Let's take the cat to Waco," was the partial thought that came out of my mouth (we were considering going there this week to see the Dr. Pepper museum and to try out a new drive-in theater).

What I meant was to take the cat to Waco and back, and then release it at LD's mom's in order to thoroughly confuse the poor animal. But David was laughing too hard at my perceived evilness.

But, he didn't say no to the Waco idea. Hmmm...