Exactly 4 months
and 2 weeks later...guess who's back. And there is
TUUURRRROUBLE in the Kontras Household. At 2 PM I hear
Edna (apartment manager) calling my name. I was asleep
(I finally got to bed around 7 after finishing that
entry) - and I stumbled outside.
"Is that J-Dog?"
I look around
the corner and he's rubbin' all over the ground
letting James (the resident chillin' older dude out
here) pet him. He had a strange red collar on and I
walked up to him and said "J-Dog" but he didn't really
respond. He let me pet him and he seemed quite happy.
Amazingly dirty, no longer fat, and smells like
absolute shit. This pissy bathroom smell. He let me
pick him up and all was cool.
Now, I should've
just stopped RIGHT there. I don't know why in
GOD's name I thought it would be a good idea to
just BRING him inside, but I had to get this
animal into a bathtub - QUICKLY. He reeeeeked. Well I
was shirtless, and BOB was a fuhREAKIN' maniac. He
attacked me like CRAZY. They both went nuts hissin'
and screamin' but Bob has this horrible CRY that is
just frightening. And he was not attackin' J-Dog - he
was attackin' ME. Jumped up and bit my side and leg
REALLY good. I finally kicked him away and closed me
and J-Dog into our bathroom. Still btichin' at each
other through the door, I finally get out and seperate
them even further. We luckily have a door seperating
the 2 parts of our apartment.
Of course now
J-Dog is "I'm at the VET" J-Dog. But the funny thing
is, is how little J-Dog is in comparison to Bob. I
could pick J-Dog up and control him. I let him chill
for about 45 minutes and finally went in and gave him
3 baths. Yup. THREE. And he is still one filthy little
bitch. I mean the BLACKNESS of the water was just
incredible. Then I'd drain it, and refill it and again
- completely black. This will take a few weeks I'm
sure. During the bath he was "ok" he was still cryin'
and moanin' but it's almost as if he remembered that.
The stench is still there though. If you were to lay
on the ground in a men's bathroom at the Ohio State
Fair, and sniff as HARD as you could - you'd
understand the stench that is J-Dog right now. And
that's after three baths.
is pretty self-explanatory of course. But
man, listen to Bob. Isn't that horrific?
I've never heard such a sound. And until
we can get that stench off of J-Dog, there
isn't a chance in hell this is gonna work.
Bob is still hissin' and cryin when he
smells me. I know I have to give it a
couple of days, but even in the
BEST of times J-Dog was not an indoor
cat. He cried for 6 straight months until
FINALLY Edna allowd me to let him
out. And damnit if it wasn't just perfect.
Now all this. So what the hell
Well, I'm pretty
sure what happened. As you may remember from the entry
in August, he was well tagged. With a phone number a
website an adress - EVERYTHING. He did however get
outside the complex, but always came back at night.
ALWAYS. I figure someone saw him, and assumed he
wasn't being taken care of because he was always
roamin' the streets. That or they saw his tag and just
figured he'd be a good house cat. Well they took his
ass far away. I knocked on every damn door in
this neighborhood for weeks. After a week or so, they
most likely realized that this wasn't gonna happen.
You can't keep this cat inside - he'll drive you NUTS.
They probably just let him go. This cat certainly was
not kept inside for very long. The stench alone would
keep that from happening. He probably spent the better
part of 4 months trying to get back here. 136 days.
Of course, we
already replaced him. As shitty as it sounds, that's
what Hijack was. He was a replacement pet for Bob,
because Bob was miserable without J-Dog. Now, it's a
freakin' nightmare. Hijack isn't as spooked as Bob
though. He doesn't enjoy the screaming, but he just
wants to know what's behind the door. Bob however is
ready to kill. And unfortunately, because of J-Dog's
age (and smell), I'm not realy sure this is gonna
happen. I will try my damndest to give it a week. But
I'm afraid there's just no real solution here. I'm
NOT openin' that window again. This is an inside
I should look at this as somewhat of a miracle
with Christmas and all, but man this is bad. Bob's
been extremely BITEY lately anyway and snaps at people
really quick. This is just gonna add to that. It just
really doesn't seem like this will have a happy ending
for any of the pets involved. But it certainly is
dramatic. And that's what you all paid to see right?!!
I mean I shouldn't really be shocked, my life is a
movie afterall right? Of course J-Dog would come back
after 19 1/2 weeks! This is Hollywood!