Cara, and a sanguine motorcycle owner


btmao told me, yes, me is again calsifer mouth-of-btmao (hear me grumble!) about her encounter in the Area 1 carpark. Cassie was getting her breakfast when a Chinese uncle approached and struck up a conversation.

He remarked that she looked fat, and said he used to see another one. btmao immediately cotton on to the fact that it was Cara he was referring to, and told him about our suspicions that she was beaten/injured by unhappy motorcyclists because of seat scratches, citing how she went missing for a month and how she was limping for a time, and that as she slowly recovered and moved away from the motorcycles, and the food sources dwindled, she got a tad fitter.

He empathised and said the motorcyclists shouldn’t get so upset over their seats. When told that complaints lead to the cats’ deaths, he said it was so unnecessary, and that people should live and let live. Apparently he gives the cats food on occassion too.

The bombshell was he was a motorcyclist himself and his seat is in bad condition too, but he doesn’t mind and doesn’t begrudge or blame the cats.

If only more people were like this nice uncle, it would be better and an easier place to live in for all.

To be fair, sometimes the feeding can be a problem, as Dawn described here. But without cooperation and going to the bottom of things, the wrong cats can be removed, and that does not solve anything. Car owners are by far, the worse of the species, I think.

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