For those of you who have been following the tale of the killer feral tomcat that's been attacking our cat Woody (and breaking into our house in the middle of the night), I have news ... potentially, big news. After at least a month of no recorded attacks, my cat was chased into our house by the beast just after dusk last night. An hour or so later, I put out my shiny Ace Hardware animal trap baited with a fresh can of tuna and then went back inside to continue my editing of Book Five. When I checked back on the trap around midnight, I amazingly found a scraggly tomcat locked inside.
My wife and I are 90 percent certain that we've caught the culprit. The only thing that confused us was that he was quite calm in the trap, not the snarling monster we have battled (while in our underwear) in the past. This morning, we took him to our local humane society, where we were told that he appeared to be diseased. Despite all the trauma this cat has caused our family, it still was sad to leave him there. His future isn't bright, to say the least.
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About Me
- Jim Melvin
- Clemson, SC, United States
- I was born in Poughkeepsie, N.Y., but grew up in St. Petersburg, Fla. I graduated from the University of South Florida (Tampa) in 1979 with a B.A. in Journalism. I now live in South Carolina near the Blue Ridge Mountains, a pleasant setting for writing, to say the least. I was an award-winning journalist at the St. Petersburg Times for twenty-five years and I currently work at the Charlotte Observer. I am married with five daughters.
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Jim Melvin, a veteran journalist, debuts as novelist.
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