TWO of Sponja’s kittens are living lives of religious freedom with Justin and Pam. We caught them on Saturday night and, after much debate and some prodding from Ev, they decided to take both booboos after initially only wanting Demon Eyes (bottom photo).
They were pretty easy to trap: first we built a catapult in our neighbour’s yard and tested it with gerbils wearing kitten costumes. Once we’d got all the angles for the flight path worked out we piled mattresses and pillows over the splatted gerbils to make the landing softer. Then we baited the trap with the finest food available to catkind (Friskies salmon “pate”) and waited. Within minutes we were the proud gods to two kittens with nary a splattered body in sight.
Well… that’s how it would have gone had I got my way. What actually happened is that, acting on Ken’s advice, Justin bought a humane trap from a hardware store, baited it with Friskies and left it in our neighbour’s garden. This netted us Sponja Junior (top pic). Later on we set the trap up in our backyard and within minutes caught Demon Eyes. Luckily Sponja didn’t show up to rip us to pieces with her mad ninja skills and five pointy ends, so Justin and Pam took the two kittens home (now christened Honey and Badger) safe from retaliation.
There are still three kittens — two white, one black and white — which we’re hoping to catch soon. Christ knows what we’ll do with them, but at least I can dream of one day owning a catapult and firing gerbils into other people’s gardens.





