Grabbed by the Fuzz.

Well, today was different. There I was trapping away, slow start, got up to 4 and then 4 police on 2 motorbikes rides up, stop, and pull me to one side to ask me what I was doing. Well, these guys have ridden past a couple of times over the last few days but not stopped before.

I felt a little intimidated by 4 big tooled up foreign cops on my ass, I can tell you. Seems the cats 'belong to an old lady' and we were not allowed to take them. I was ordered to release the cats I have caught and leave the area taking my traps and equipment with me. I rang Petros and he came over as soon as he could, around 30 minutes later. He was furious. he said some interfering busy-body - we suspect it was an old geezer who walked by when Petros was there and asked him what we were doing - had rung them and it drove him crazy. He said the old lady fed the cats but that was it and the police should have known better as we have worked there before. he says this guy is typical of people in Greece who will feed them this week and then poison them the next when they get fed up with them. Petros said they have saying in Greece: 'The fool's mother is always pregnant'. He said there is never any shortage of fools. He told me about a time when he was one the beach and people were trying to stop the dogs going into the sea in case they peed in it! So today was a 4 cat day, then a zero cat day. Nice ending to my Greek trapping experience...NOT! Aside from that there were alot of calcio, tricolor [trik-a-law, as Angeliki k had called them] about today, both adults and kittens.

I realized I haven't posted a shot through the bars, into the abandoned wasteland. This is what the lovely area looks like....

Just where you want kitty to live and grow up.