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The cat gun
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Ludwig    Posted 03-20-2002 at 15:40:17       [Reply]  [No Email]
I brought this up at work today, you shoulda
seen the peoples faces... They just don't know
what its like in the country.

My grandfather had a cat gun, that is to say a
gun for killing stray cats. I was in college
before I found out that not everybody did it that
way. When the stray cats got too bad, or if one
was real sick, or if it was getting on toward
winter the population got "thinned". What I
didn't tell the city folks was that it was a great
job as a kid to get assigned to "thin out that
grey one, he bites."
You had to go and get the cat gun, then
grandpop would assign you 1 .32 cal cartrage
and you'd take position on top of the dog
house beside the garage. When the assigned
cat came around you blasted him, dug a hole
at the edge of the yard (hoping you didn't dig
into an earlier cat) and buried him.

To this day I think that this method was much
more humane than trapping cats to take to the
pound where they just get killed anyway. City
people say they were "put down" or
"destroyed" but they're still dead...

maureen    Posted 08-27-2004 at 22:34:52       [Reply]  [Send Email]
You people are sick. I am from the country and the cats are used as mousers. When we decide that we don't want more cats we have them fixed and return them to do their job - to kill pests. You people are completely sick and I hope someone takes you out with a silent shot to the head.

Richard Hayhurst    Posted 06-25-2002 at 01:25:34       [Reply]  [Send Email]
Hello there, we live in thick bush and have a lot of feral cats here(South Australia).If you see one walking in a straight line like he's on a mission you can bet he'll be there same time tomorrow. I go put a chair in a shaded spot and wait,it works every time, I wish foxes were so stupid.

Mark in Ely, NV    Posted 03-21-2002 at 11:51:35       [Reply]  [Send Email]
Great story!
Around our land we use a Ruger 10/22T loaded with CB Caps. These are .22LR rounds that have little or no powder in the case. They sound like a loud pellet gun and they still have enough energy to drop a small animal such as a cat.
In the near future my wife and I are going to invest in a Ruger 10/22 with a built in suppressor. This weapon falls under the NFA Federal guidelines and must be registered with the ATF. This weapon will be silent.
Stray cats do no one any good and they should be destroyed.
Take care, Mark

Starcow10    Posted 03-20-2002 at 22:11:43       [Reply]  [Send Email]
My grandmother was one with the animals. Had all kinds and was better at treating them than the local Vet. She always had a group of cats around but when the count got above 6 or 8 she would wait until a litter was born and then put the newborns in an old nylon with a rock and put them in the rain barrel. After so long she would send me over to pull them out and dispose of them. Here was a woman that loved animals. She had Horses, Dogs, Cats, a squirrel, an owl, just about everything, and all she said was “You can only have so many cats before all the other animals start to suffer.”

screaminghollow    Posted 03-21-2002 at 14:19:33       [Reply]  [No Email]
Heard the muskie fishing guides on Lake Champlain discovered that week old kittens were great muskie bait, just need a stoudt hook.

Eh Bye...    Posted 03-21-2002 at 18:04:53       [Reply]  [Send Email]
Whad'ya go en give em thu secret bait fur, eh?

By The Jeezum...


(Who grew up searching muskies in parts of that lake where they aint supposed to be)

Sammie    Posted 03-20-2002 at 20:10:12       [Reply]  [Send Email]
I don't have a cat, don't like cats but my dog loves to chase them!! Except one named Sam Houston. He turned on my dog and earned her respect!! She is a weiner dog mix. Now the dog protects this cat and when Sam almost died this last week, my dog quit eating. Sam might still live, not sure yet. Sam stays in the house and since my son left home, my dog and her cat are my family. Besides, Sam keeps the mice out of the house.

As far as strays, the lady next door across my pasture has strays and feeds them all but the road out in front and the neighborhood dogs keeps them "weeded out". I don't mind this a bit long as the highway pizza doesn't end up in my driveway!!

Big Mike    Posted 03-20-2002 at 19:40:33       [Reply]  [No Email]

.22s and .410s are good Cat Guns, although I took out a rather LARGE Tom Cat once wth a .45 Automatic Colt...

Dave 2N    Posted 03-20-2002 at 19:23:34       [Reply]  [Send Email]
Stray cats also responsible for declining song bird populations. I like cats too, up to a point.

screaminghollow    Posted 03-20-2002 at 18:17:17       [Reply]  [No Email]
When I was about 14, the summer evening pastime was traveling back country roads looking for either groundhogs or cats. They had to be at least a half mile from the nearest residence. Then we'd take turns taking a shot with an old WWI rifle. Sometimes we'd miss, sometimes there'd be a poof of fluff. Most of the guys doing this were deputy game wardens. Said the cats were killing too many baby rabbits and pheasants.

Cat Lovers oughta read this...    Posted 03-20-2002 at 18:14:54       [Reply]  [Send Email]
For years we had stray cats all over the place, and no Quail. I read once that a wildlife biologist said that a nursing cat was the most effective hunter in the animal kingdom. Well, that is except a sharp eyed teenage boy with a .22. Or maybe a tired eyed old man peeping through 12X with a .22-250. Neighbor got together w/state man and asked about why the turkeys had gotten scarce, why the quail had vanished, why the bunnies were hard to see anymore, etc. "Two words," the state man said: "Stray cats."
Well now I like a cat as much as the next person. Nice to have a mouser around, but when ol' Tom gets out and finds Mrs. Tom and the neighborhood gets engulfed with Tomettes you lose the ground nesters, the bunnies, some other game too. Thats my point- If you got cats keep them to yourself. Keep em at your place. Save the birds as the resource and treasure that they are. Be a good neighbor.
We look to mother nature for help with the mice. Old Mr. Blacksnake is always welcome in the barn. He's hard on the Copperheads too. As for a cat, I'll tolerate one just fine, until I see her wearin long belly hair & lurkin in the woods, then I help mother nature feed Mr. Possum.
Mike in Va.

PCC-AL    Posted 03-21-2002 at 03:09:52       [Reply]  [No Email]
Yep, no cats for me please. I like the wildlife. On cool misty mornings I look out the kitchen window and watch the big peleated (spelling?) woodpeckers hopping around in the yard and on the side of a pecan tree. They are known as "lord gods" in our area. Don't know why. Cats would do away with them and the other birds too. I can ride around at certain times and see the tiny quail chicks and young turkey. I'll take that over a cat any time. I don't mind killing anything that needs to be killed, but I got out of the horse business because I had to shoot them when the time came. After raising them from foals, it was almost like having to shoot a member of the family. I'm beginning to get soft in my older years.

Les...Well, I happen to love cats    Posted 03-20-2002 at 18:25:44       [Reply]  [No Email]
But posts such as yours don't bother me. Around here anymore, there's no stray cats. Only way you can be sure a cat will survive is to not let them outside and I refuse to do that. We've lost 3 cats in the last 3 or 4 years. My mother has lost 4 in the last year or so. Not sure if it's coyotes or Fisher cats but they're both around and plenty of them.

Thats fine Les, love em all you want-    Posted 03-20-2002 at 18:49:19       [Reply]  [No Email]
Won't change the way nature is. They kill off wildlife. My guess is you'll keep losing those cats, and I'm o.k. with that. My vote is for them nesters and such. Sure, they won't crawl up in your lap and purr, but hey... they got a place too.
I'm no tree hugger, nor a bleedin heart. Just know what I've seen these last couple a five decades of so... and cats have made a difference down here. Now we're makin a difference too. No hard fellings on your view, hope you see my point too.

Les...Like I said    Posted 03-21-2002 at 03:04:51       [Reply]  [No Email]
Your post doesn't bother me a bit. Hope you didn't get that impression cause I sure didn't mean to leave it. I have always had the notion that God created man quite a bit higher than the animals (I know, lots of people don't believe that) and put man over them, not to abuse them but to be in charge of them.
Right now in my neck of the weeds, there ain't many cats because of rampant predation.

Les...fortunate    Posted 03-20-2002 at 17:54:52       [Reply]  [No Email]
I had to put a dog down some years ago. My MIL (she's from Massachusetts, which explains part of her problem ";^)) couldn't see how I could be so "cruel". She wondered why I didn't go to a vet and have her "put it to sleep". I told her I took no pleasure in doing what I did (true) and wondered what was the difference whether I did my own dirty work or hired someone else to do it. She didn't say any more. Typical city girl with little grasp on reality.

Dennis in Ma    Posted 03-21-2002 at 09:58:27       [Reply]  [Send Email]
(sorry - kinda long)

Used to have dozens of Hummingbirds feeding at feeders on my porch. One year there were none. Seems my neighbor got a cuppla cats that year. He said he saw several h-birds in the cats' mouths. The h-bird population has never been as good as that year without cats.

I tell my friends, the only good cat is a flat cat.... never could and still can't stand the things.

Dogs is another story. We had a nice dog, part spaniel and part poodle. Looked like a 35 pound terrier. Real smart and real good - a regular member of the family for 16 years. She got really old and sickly towards the end and needed to be 'put down'. I had to carry her out to do her thing as she couldn't manage the two steps to the porch. I decided it was my job to take care of her and told the wife I would take her out back and put her down with my .25. She went into a fit ! Was told she'd never speak to me again. I told her I wouldn't put her kicking and screaming on a stainless steel table when her time came and wouldn't do that to my dog either.

Long story short (?) I contacted a vet and he gave me a pill to make the dog nearly unconscious and he came to the house later that day and gave her the needle while she was dozing in her bed. The vet was the kindest most compassionate guy I've met. He climbed down on the floor, stroked and talked to the dog while he did his thing. Dog went away as peacefully as you could imagine. She's under the pines near the barn.

I'm very glad he would do that for us even though he did charge $100 for a house call. Alot more than the 25 cents the bullet would have cost.

I figured it was my job to take care of my dog, but I have no regrets that it went the way it did.

It's really amazing how much the death of that dog affected our other dog who lived with her for about 8 years. We thought she would die within the week. She went into total depression over the lost of her friend... finally came out of it on her own.

Funny how much people and animals get attached to each other.

RayP(MI)    Posted 03-20-2002 at 16:45:11       [Reply]  [No Email]
Bless the memory of my dear departed mother who took a neighborhood bully cat out at 50 yards off the fence to the hog lot, with a old .22 cal single shot lever action rifle, belonging to her brother. Has patent dates before the turn of the century (last century). Would guess this happened in the mid 1950's. "I was only trying to scare it!" Never bothered our cats again! Mom died in 1999 at the age of 90 - still have that .22, and man does it have a hair trigger!

Donna    Posted 03-20-2002 at 20:41:13       [Reply]  [No Email]
Thank you for sharing this, My grandmother, tied the extra cats up on the cloths line and knocked them in the head, You had to be there, Still to this day I don't know how she managed to do it,but my grandfather always had to finish the job, they died in 1990.

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