Javamama said:
OK, I have gone off the deep end, but I'm getting 2 kittens today for the outbuildings. We are starting to have a mouse problem.
Make a cat-friendly place in one or more of your outbuildings. If you can, cut them a cat door, so that they can get away from bigger predators. WHATEVER you do,
PLEASE PLEASE feed them!!!
The farmer where I kept my horses for the first 14 years
wouldn't feed any of his cats. They were skinny and sickly. My barn/inside cats are sleak and healthy. Even though we're down to two cats, both pushing 9 years old, we never see a mouse in our house, despite the farm fields behind us.
I do not love cats. I will tolerate them if they do their job. I hope they do their job once they are beyond the cute stage...
I understand. I grew up with dogs, and wasn't sure that I'd like cats. I hate feral cats and feral dogs because they are dangerous. I think you'll adjust you opinion of them after keeping them in a situation where they have a job to do, that is, to mouse.
I am thinking to get 2 males, simply because they are cheaper to neuter.
Sure are cheaper to neuter. Also, you won't have an accidental litter to deal with. I agree with this.
DH wants to know if a neutered cat will still spray? I don't think so, but I really have no idea.
Tell me what you know
Absolutely ANY male cat, neutered or not WILL spray!! I cannot tell you how many times my DD's have screamed and cried because the cats marked territory on their clothes. They will also fight with other male cats--the females fight a lot less.
Please handle your kittens, so they don't get wild. With 2 or more the kittens will learn that their claws are sharp. Even though our kitties sometimes forget, they are affectionate and never bite us or deliberately scratch us.
Also, once in awhile you can get a weird cat that never makes friends with you, but usually it's an older cat who resents the change in residence. When we moved out to the country in November, 1999, we had no cats. A garter snake was living under the steps and catching mice. By the next spring, I picked up 3 male littermates, 5 months old. I put them in the barn, and they disappeared in the loft. I thought that they were dead, but two weeks later they appeared. It took them a little time to not be afraid of us. We lost the last one earlier this year. He was a Havana Brown Tabby, nine years old, and we called him "Artemus." He was the only cat I've owned that would eat, and then come to you to say, "thank you." We turned him out, and he disappeared. I guess he was wandering, and a coyote got him.
