http://www.sacpaws.com/home/Blog/Acadius/379 I know that I've been away for a bit but understand that I have been busy but I hope these new tales are worth it for those that are reading my posts. I will begin with a few weeks ago.  I get a call from mall security around ten at night telling me that there was a kitten in distress on their property.  Luckily, I had gotten home when I had wanted to and was still out and about.  I figured that this would be an easy catch since the last time that they had called me for a kitten there was minor effort (I closed myself in with a bunch of dumpsters and the lost cat).  I was told to meet security in the back of the mall and so I did but farther from the property than I had expected.  I will describe this area as best I can here.  The kitten was located within some pine bushes that span about 30 feet and APPEAR to be only a foot deep. I was sorely mistaken.  Truth be, these bushes were three feet deep and beneath was a maze of roots that formed perfect catacombs for the little brat to run through. So there I am with two other security guards and my partner, trying to "force" the kitten to the edge and catch him. I don't know at what point the flashlights had died but I was now looking for this kitten in street light. Did I mention the gunfire?  Yup, while I was flat on the ground, trying to see where the cat went, there was a series of pops and came what seemed to be return fire.  What I missed were the fleet of squad cars that arrived in the distance. I thought it was funny if someone drove by and saw only my legs sticking out from this mass of bushes and no movement while police are the distance. I became frustrated and tried to pull these bushes up from their roots just so I could get the kitten.  The little guy kept on moving all over and I would only get a glimpse of its tail.  It was something out of an Alien movie when the Alien is moving too quickly and all you see is the tail here and there. Finally, I told everyone to back away and I would find the kitten who was screaming non-stop for mommy who was nowhere in sight. He was less than two feet in front of me but still out of reach because of the large roots.  I kept on calling him and he could see my hand but ignored me.  I got the idea to get a plate of wet food and blow the smell toward him.  He smelled it and started to go toward it but once I started to go for him, he turned away.  So there I am blowing the smell to him before he went too far. He turned around and I managed to nab him. He was maybe a month old with ears that were too large for his head. I called him Yoda and he is doing fine.  It took us three hours  to get him.  So much for a quick catch. I know that I've been away for a bit but understand that I have been busy but I hope these new tales are worth it for those that are reading my posts. I will begin with a few weeks ago.  I get a call from mall security around ten at night telling me that there was a kitten in distress on their property.  Luckily, I had gotten home when I had wanted to and was still out and about.  I figured that this would be an easy catch since the last time that they had called me for a kitten there was minor effort (I closed myself in with a bunch of dumpsters and the lost cat).  I was told to meet security in the back of the mall and so I did but farther from the property than I had expected.  I will describe this area as best I can here.  The kitten was located within some pine bushes that span about 30 feet and APPEAR to be only a foot deep. I was sorely mistaken.  Truth be, these bushes were three feet deep and beneath was a maze of roots that formed perfect catacombs for the little brat to run through. So there I am with two other security guards and my partner, trying to "force" the kitten to the edge and catch him. I don't know at what point the flashlights had died but I was now looking for this kitten in street light. Did I mention the gunfire?  Yup, while I was flat on the ground, trying to see where the cat went, there was a series of pops and came what seemed to be return fire.  What I missed were the fleet of squad cars that arrived in the distance. I thought it was funny if someone drove by and saw only my legs sticking out from this mass of bushes and no movement while police are the distance. I became frustrated and tried to pull these bushes up from their roots just so I could get the kitten.  The little guy kept on moving all over and I would only get a glimpse of its tail.  It was something out of an Alien movie when the Alien is moving too quickly and all you see is the tail here and there. Finally, I told everyone to back away and I would find the kitten who was screaming non-stop for mommy who was nowhere in sight. He was less than two feet in front of me but still out of reach because of the large roots.  I kept on calling him and he could see my hand but ignored me.  I got the idea to get a plate of wet food and blow the smell toward him.  He smelled it and started to go toward it but once I started to go for him, he turned away.  So there I am blowing the smell to him before he went too far. He turned around and I managed to nab him. He was maybe a month old with ears that were too large for his head. I called him Yoda and he is doing fine.  It took us three hours  to get him.  So much for a quick catch. en-us Excellent post! http://www.sacpaws.com/home/Blog/Acadius/379/#c_432 http://www.sacpaws.com/home/Blog/Acadius/379/#c_432 Excellent post!