Doc2005 :
LMAO......but, know from whence you speak!
Several years ago, my wife was scratched by an alley cat that hung around our house (within city limits). I had asked the wife and mother in law not to feed the cat, as I didn't want it hanging around. Long story short, the cat was fed and it wound up clawing the wife.
Rather than risk her having to take rabies shots, I shot the cat, placed it in a plastic grocery sack and took it to the city operated animal shelter. (Had previously delivered this cat's litter of kittens, which she delivered in our flower bed, to the same shelter and was told they would be euthanized, as it was their policy not to adopt out stray cats.)
I entered the animal control office and the only one present was a secretary, who was on the phone. She motioned for me to have a seat opposite her desk and I did so, placing my grocery bag on the floor beside my chair.
When the secretary got off the phone, she asked if she could help me and I replied, "I have this cat in the bag which scratched my wife and I need for you to have it tested for rabies." She asked my address and, looking over the desk at the plastic bag on the floor, asked if the cat was deceased.
"Yes mam", I replied, wondering just exactly how she might have thought I could get a live cat in the bag in the first place.
About that time an animal control officer entered the office. The secretary and the officer had a pow-wow; the officer came over and asked, "who euthanized this animal?" I replied, "I did". He replied, "you know you could be fined $200 and spend --- weeks (have forgotten exact term) in jail for cruelty to animals, don't you?"
Well, I lost it about that time and informed him that he should do whatever he felt appropriate, but that I needed the (^&%$# cat tested for rabies and that if it happened again, I would bring him another cat in a sack!
He cooled off a bit and advised that the wife should see a Dr. to check for "cat scratch fever" and get proper treatment and that he would send the head off to be tested. Two or three days later, we received the good news, the cat was not rabid.
Dealing with the beurocracy is sometimes more difficult than dealing with feral animals. :banghead:
Regards,
hps