btmao feeds the Area 3 Clan members brekkies and dindins, 7 days a week.
But when she first started, she only served breakfast, as there was another feeder who did the night rounds.
This feeder, a self-styled care-giver had seemed at first to be committed. But with time, we’ve been inexorably drawn to a reclassification.
She was not a care-giver. If any’s due for mojo-removal, she notifies us, makes excuses for not handling it herself, and asks that we do the honours and split the bills with her. She never pays. If any cat gets sick, she notifies us, sometimes very dramatically, makes excuses for not handling it herself, and asks that we do the honours and split the bills with her. She never pays. So she was merely a midnight feeder.
Worse, she was irresponsible, to the point of abject incorrigibility. Despite our repeating, ad nauseum, the importance of responsible feeding, she continued her habit of leaving enough food to feed a whole army.
Every morning, btmao was greeted with tons of leftovers, infested with ants. Passers-by gave dirty looks of course. There was no other choice, and btmao became her cleaning service. So this feeder was a irresponsible midnight litter-bug feeder.
This feeder proved to be impervious. We tried reason (“CWS also say…”), logic (leftovers attract ants, unhygienic, waste), emotional (the cats will get killed! K.I.L.L.E.D!), and even outright told her we’ll take over the night-feeding, and she can go concentrate on the ones in her own neighbourhood. But no, she persisted. We even used her religious leanings and tried to drill the concept of guilt by fait accompli, aka her irresponsible feeding. But all it achieved were threats that she would REALLY stop, and that we were monsters for trying to pin religious transgressions/impiety on her. We rubbed our hands in gleeful anticipation that she would finally stop endangering the Area 3 gangs and relieve btmao of her cleaning-up duty. But to our chagrin, this feeder was just making empty threats.
So she was a irresponsible, impervious midnight litter-bug feeder. And what a prime specimen she was of WPDS too.
If ever any defense department needs new angles on bullet-proofing, she could probably patent and sell her imperviousness, and be set for life.
She haunted and frustrated us, well, mostly btmao, for 4 years, at least. We despaired of making her see reason. And short of murder, it seemed that there was no getting rid of her.
We were dead-ended. But Bast was looking out for the gangs it seemed. Late last year, after almost a year of threatening to stop feeding and move out, she finally moved out!
At last, the light at the end of the tunnel got through, for the Area 3 gangs and btmao’s sanity.
So now, btmao serves 2 meals, 7 days a week, and is thankful for the fact that the dangers posed by the impervious midnight litter-bug feeder (imlf) has been resolved.