Platform said:
I wouldn't be at all surprised if someone "out there" has a cat webcam site that shows cat activities like cats catching mice, cat fights (
REAL cat fights, not female
human cat fights), or what I will call "cat transportation corridors" -- such as alleys, tops of neighbourhood / community board fences, and other shortcuts that are popular with cats.
A couple of years ago, I recall someone's "cat escape prevention" videos, where this person was putting up various sorts of barriers to stop his cat from escaping the yard. The hidden video camera revealed how the cat kept escaping time after time. In response, the guy kept tweaking the barrier until the cat could no longer escape, but could still be kept outside in the yard.
That brings back memories...
When I first moved back over here from Hawaii, in 1994-5, my mother had a 10 bedroom house in the Kensington area, Berkeley hills. Fantastic, huge yard. A stream ran out of the hills two properties over, and, we had a 8 foot high chain link fence, on both sides of the yard.
My step F.. tried to raise apples, and other food source stuff.
First problem are the massive number of deer in Tilden Park, that came down the stream, at his apples, and departed. I once saw a good size doe jump the fence, and, my cat, Air Jumpster, had NOTHING on this deer. The fence wasn't there, as far as she was concerned, and, as I remember it, she jumped the fence from a sideways, jump, off four feet, and cleared the fence, 8 feet high, with no run, no effort, landed, and started eating my step fs fruit. God Bless that deer;-)
Another highlight was I would take a maglite, 4 d cell, or 5, and aim it into the yard late at night, and see all kinds of things.
My mother came down one time, and said look out the window. A doe had fawned, and, the fawn was wobbling, falling down, being licked off, and, in about 20 minutes, was jumping our fence along with her mother.
The fawn was born under our porch.
Another night, it was freezing, and had rained. We had a pound that caught water, and, it was about 12 at night, and literally 32 degrees, crystal clear,I caught a male racoon, humping a female racoon, in the water, on that freezing night. He looked up, stopped humping, and, the look in his eyes would have given Satan pause, and, if I was closer, I'm sure I'd have been nuetered(I was three floors up, looking out the window, after doing the same thing he was doing, with my girlfriend, who enjoyed the sort of irony as much as I did.
I wish I had those on video...
gs
