My mother, bless her heart. She feeds the birds and loves them. She has one problem however, and that's neighborhood cats that tend to "sneak" on her birds and have often killed them. She hates that.
A few years ago, she watched as a neighborhood cat caught and killed one of her tweety birds. She was having none of that. She ended up catching the cat, set it into her big plastic garbage can, shut the lid, found a BIG stick and spent the next few minutes banging the garbage can. KAPOW! KAPOW! KAPOW! Needless to say, neighborhood kitty was scared shitless and when mom finally opened the lid, said cat flew out of that garbage can never to return.
Well, this spring mom kept seeing a cat out laying under one of her bushes. She was sure the kitty was stalking her tweety birds. This cat however, was very friendly and would run up to her as soon as she opened her door. After watching kitty lay under her bushes for several days, she finally scooped kitty up and gave her "the trash can treatment." Yep, my sweet 80-year-old mother.
This time however, she noticed that kitty kept coming back. Only it was getting thinner and obviously wasn't eating - not even her birds. It was instead, eating her bird seed. Poor kitty, somebody had obviously moved and abandoned her. So, trash can kitty stole mom's heart and she started feeding her. As time has passed, mom felt so sorry for her that she now lives inside mom's house. On mom's wonderful bedspread, on her beautiful furniture - wherever she wants to sleep.
Trash can kitty now has a home, although she tends to sit and stare at mom sometimes - like she'd like to scratch her eyes out. I wonder if she's having flashbacks...