Friday, July 11, 2014
We Need To Come To An Understanding
This is Pantheon. He is about a year and a half old now and the biggest pain in the Ass cat I have ever had the misfortune of being around.
Actually I feel this cats pain to be honest, and he knows it. He is the last remaining member of the litter born here back in the late Winter of 2012-2013. Yes he is one of the snowbabies.
If I am not mistaken this guy is the kitten who's head is at the far left of the group. He always was a ham even back then. The most adventurous out of the bunch and the one you would always find away from his sisters with mom wandering around calling for him. She wouldn't settle down until one of us humans found him and returned him to the nest at which point she would hold him down and give him a good cleaning while he squirmed and complained about it.
We found homes for all the others but couldn't find any for this guy, or that's the story I was given anyway I suspect there wasn't a whole lot of trying going on but what's done is done.
Out of all the feline riff raff that washes up onto the Small-Hold shores this is the only cat that can say he was truly born and bred right here. I haven't seen his daddy now since last Summer but he does truly look just like his dad who was staying at the next farm over only until he either wandered off or suffered a mishap. Perhaps he stopped coming around the Small-Hold because we finally got all the strays fixed. I don't know but I haven't seen the deadbeat slinking around in a while.
Pantheon's mother is completely done with him and feels he should have been sent off to kitty-college some time ago. The other female cats have also grown tired of his shenanigans. The other females (of which we are now down to three) were at first quite enamored with Pantheon. As an intact young male they each would seek him out and play/roll/romp with him. Pantheon thought he was the crown prince of the world and everybody loved him.
Then the day of the vet visit came and after that Pantheon wasn't quite so attractive to the females anymore. While all the females are also fixed as well, spaying female cats does not change their normal everyday non-cycle behavior like it does the males. Male animals require testosterone to survive. A fact that many out there fail to acknowledge because it just doesn't fit the narrative they want to believe.
Now that's not to say I think all male cats should be allowed to just roam free intact, I understand that can cause problems as well but still it is kinda a cruel thing to do. These male cats still have the wander lust need to explore and range but in many ways it's like sending a pre-pubesent boy into an adult prison. They just don't have the chemical needed to insure survival.
Here is Pantheon on one of his early exploration missions. He had made it out of his nest box and gotten as far as the wood pile before he was discovered.
The female cats are all allowed to come and go as they please because they really don't go anywhere. They mess around in yard but really only venture out from around the house when a human is nearby. Not so this young male-used-to-be. He will go in to the road, down into the hay field, across the pasture to the neighbors etc. etc.
So Mrs. PP has put the law down and keeps him captive. Pantheon's only hope is to plead with me long and hard enough to let him out and then take the time to keep a constant watch on him.
For my part I would let him live the free life but I am too afraid of what will happen to me if anything happens to him. The wife will never let me live it down and blame me forever so my hands are tied.
So now Pantheon sticks to me like glue whenever I am inside hoping I will relent and take him outside.
Eventually I think he will out grow the wander-lust and will be able to have the freedom he so desires but not yet. It pains me to have to deny him something I myself find so wonderful but I am just not sure how else to handle it. Poor guy.
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