I HATE cats. I don't own any cats but my wife does. About three years ago she got four kittens from a neighbor and they were to be barn cats. Well, they multiply like rats. Last winter there was 22 damned cats running around on our farm. I trapped them down to 10 and the plan was to get rid of 6 more and only have four cats. Three females and one male. All of these were going to get spayed and neutered. Well, before I could get around to nabbing the other six, it turned to spring and bingo. It rained kittens again. I am in the trapping mode and have gotten rid of quite a few of them. Three females will get spayed on July 6th and on July 7th one more female and a male will become "fixed". If I haven't gotten the rest of them trapped and moved to a friends farm by then, it's going to be cat season. If you live on a farm, barn cats can be a benefit in terms of keeping mice and rats in check but they sure are a pain in the ass. The house cat, Sammy, died of old age last week and I've put my foot down and there will be no more inside cats. I hate cats. Did I say that already?