Cat Invasion

We had another cat fall out of the ceiling tile here last Saturday. I was sitting here in the office alone and about soiled myself when it came crashing through.

Being the animal lover that I am, I didn't want to be mean to it because its not like it was trying to break in and steal my stuff or anything. I tried my luck for about a half hour trying to flush it out, but it was much more smarter and evil that I imagined the cat to be. Every time I approached the demon, it arched its back and gave out an hellish hiss. Giving up, and before I went to lunch on Saturday, I opened a tile back up so that it could go back to where it came from. I wasn't going to touch the monster because it did look kinda mean and would like to keep my fingers. Thinking nothing of it, I came back from lunch and finished out my day of work.

So here it is Monday and the entire office wreaks of cat feces and cat urine…badly. {sidebar id=1}Each employee that walked through the door this morning complained and grabbed their candle of choice to cover up the smell.

The minor guilt trip not getting rid of it started to set in as the stench and complaints kept getting worse.

At about 2pm, someone just happened to look over the side of a 6 foot cubicle wall and seen my little friend. Besides the cat from hell still hanging around, there was also a nice collection of cat turds scattered around.

Now that the entire office staff is captivated by the presence of this freakish feline, I became distracted as well and watch everyone take their turn at trying to grab it and lose a limb in the process. The cat finally gets enough attention and scrambles down to the other end of the office to find some shelter behind a microwave. With the constant death threats made to the cat, I decided that I didn't want to watch someone take it's life and went outside.

Soon after I light up a calming smoke, a "professional" pulls up with some gloves, protective carhart jacket, a neck-clamping contraption and a metal cage. 5 minutes later, he runs out of the building treating the flipping cat like an armed bomb. He then forcefully throws the poor thing into the cage and drives off towards the sunset.

That's the third wild cat spotting there has been this year and we can only hope that any other cats up in the ceiling tiles learn from this other's mistake.

The carpet cleaners will be here tomorrow morning.