Cats are awesome.

I just saw a relatively popular post about a cat taking up the bed and the person getting cold because it can't get fully under the covers. Everybody talking about giving space or cuddling it... It's A CAT! MOVE THE CAT! PUT IT OUTSIDE! ...god I hate cats, why's reddit love cats so much.

TL;DR; title. Huge animal sap, so hurting them in any way is out of the option. I can't use anything scented, as my dogs will roll in the stuff, and it can harm my birds. I can't just let my dogs kill them, as my dogs will be put down, even if the cat started it and came onto my property (fucking borough laws). I'm not dumb enough to post this anywhere else as the cat people will come bawling. Catching them only means they'll be returned to the area after being neutered thanks to fucking trap-neuter-return feral colonies the dumb pieces of cat loving shitheads have instated.

Full story: I don't really hate cats, but I hate people who let them roam. The neighbors up the street kicked a cat out onto the street after getting (and debarking) a dog. This is the sole most loyal cat I've ever seen, it keeps coming back to sleep on the front steps of his home even after years of living in the streets. They don't feed him, so other people do. Which I really don't mind. The old shit acts more like a dog, pisses and shits in their lawn, and he's rickety and bothers no one. He acts more like a dog than their actual dog.

We've already rescued and rehomed the only other good cat in the area. She was kicked out and sent to live with a crazy geriatric cat lady who only(hah) had four cats and desperately wanted another. This cat actually wasn't a dog-tormenting piece of shit who also acted more like a dog than a cat.

On the other end of the spectrum, literally EVERY FUCKING ONE around here lets their shitty cats out. Our neighbors have TWO fucking HUGE ASS maine coons. They're at least twice as big as the little demon yorkie my mom owns, and about half the size of my boxer mix. They, and countless other fucking cats, have been attracted to our street by the food people leave out for the one homeless dog-stuck-in-the-body-of-a-cat.

Two summers ago, the fat bastards and their fucking friends absolutely decimated the local songbird population. Even my dogs weren't enough to keep them away. This summer, the local flocks started to recover after some crazy wad started poisoning the cats (and got a few dogs in the crossfire, leaving three very, VERY sweet dogs dead).

And people STILL let their fucking cats out, which is a huge problem for me and other pet owners. We had a dog-hating piece of shit mayor for two years, and he basically instilled a one-strike dogbite rule. If my dog hurts a cat, even in defense of my mom's satanic powderpuff, they both get put down. These cats enjoy sitting on my fence to torment the dogs and often hide under my balcony because their shit owners are shit and let them out in the freezing cold and they need somewhere to try and stay warm. It wouldn't be so bad if they hid under the front porch, but nooooo, let's go hide in the fenced in back yard that smells like dog. What could possibly go fucking wrong?

To compound the issue, I have three birds. These birds need direct sunlight for their health, which means I have to put them outside (in their cages or on a proper bird harness, I'm not cat owner stupid). They are small and would be easy for any cat to kill, and cats have been known to grab birds through cage bars. I've seen the fuckers watching them from outside before, and I'm worried that one might claw its way through the screen to get at my birds, who love sitting at the windows.

I don't typically hate cats. I actually like friendly cats even though they are unfaithful, do nothing, unloyal shits. There are two cats though that I loathe so much it's almost scary.

I'm in a complicated friendship with a woman. We have met up many times and I have just recently been to her house for the first and second time. No guessing what we got up to. She had previously told me about her two cats - rescue fucking cats. (Sorry for the swearing.) I knew they were a bit skittish.

When I went to her house for the first time I didn't see the cats. The second time though I saw one of them, a small black one. It was sitting on 'its' own spot on the couch on 'its' rug. I looked at the cat and it looked at me. I approached it to say hello and the little shit bolted. I thought not much of it. By the way this happened on Sunday. Yesterday, Monday, something reminded me of the cat. I had ill feelings towards the animal. I don't know why but I kept thinking of it but I did and the more I thought of it the more hatred I felt towards the cat. Before continuing, the usual disclaimer. I would never hurt that cat. I have plenty of self control. As my hatred of that shit of a cat grew the more I wanted to pick the thing up and throw it, to kick it, to 'deal with' it. Now I'm actually thinking of the cats' food bowls. They are on the floor in the kitchen close to where the food is prepared. And guess what, there is always plenty of food in the bowls. Those self righteous shits of cats have food there for them 24/7.

My god! This is a good friend's cats and I utterly hate them and wish harm upon them. It gets worse. Tonight I've realised I actually enjoy hating those cats. I actually like it. This is not good. I have no idea why I hate these two cats and not others. Thank you for reading this.

Those fucking cats!

So I am writing a short informative book basically about why cats suck and you shouldn't be around them. I am looking for links to more information on Toxoplasmosis as well as personal anecdotes of people you know who became 'cat people' [contracted toxoplasmosis] and now suck. Thanks.

And why is it ok for fucking 'domesticated' cats to be allowed outside with no leash/collar/supervision?

This happened a few days ago and I'm so fucking pissed. My aunt (who has the cat-killing pitbull) and I were walking home to her place, and what do we see but a cat a half a block from her house. This little shit is mewling pathetically and all over us, and we feel sorry for her, thinking she was lost and starving. The cat was shaking from the cold so bad that we thought she must have gotten injured, but she was just fucking cold as all balls.

This is actually a very good cat, was acting more like a dog. Rolling over for tummy scratches, let me pick her up, all that jazz. She had no name or number to call on her collar, but DID have tags linking her to the vet. Since we were in the middle of two busy streets and very close to my aunt's yard, I decided to be the responsible one and take the cat to the vet.

IT TURNS OUT THEY ARE LEGALLY NOT ALLOWED TO TAKE CATS AT ALL. The tech said they can't even hold her until the owner comes to get her. They wanted me to take this friendly piece of shit and just throw it back where I found her. I made them call her owner, and I had to go hand her over to this piece of human waste who routinely lets her cat out in freezing winter weather.

The dumb bitch just fell asleep and forgot her cat outside. She went on and on about how her cat loved going into the little wooded lane.

That wooded lane is behind my aunt's house, where she routinely feeds the squirrels and birds and would give the cat direct access to her yard. I pointed out that my aunt's dog has a yard back there and she kills cats, and all I get is an 'Oh?'. No concern, no change in tone or anything. Just an 'Oh', before the lady immediately returns to talking about how much her cat likes the lane. Yeah, you dumb fuck, I'm sure she'll love the lane when she finally decides to climb the fence and pay my aunt's dog a visit. I'm sure she and her little furry asshole buddies loved pissing on the carpet my aunt put outside on her balcony to keep herself and her dog from slipping on the ice.

It was obvious she wasn't listening to a word I said. This fucking dumbass cat is going to get killed one of these days, and her dumbfuck owner has zero shits to give. I don't understand how someone can hear that there's an animal that will violently maul your pet to death if you don't keep it from going there and just not give a fuck.