Billy, A.K.A. Crazy Cat Dude

Well, we didn't think that there was anybody else quite like KC, A.K.A. crazy cat lady. Boy, were we ever wrong. Meet her counterpart, Billy, A.K.A. crazy cat dude. He reminds me of someone carrying protester signs back in the 60's, for whatever the cause, and then proceeding to incite riots.

I had to drop off a feral cat at the local Animal Control, as we had been having a serious problem in our neighborhood. While I was waiting my turn, Billy leaps through the door stating that he is there for a cat pickup for Dr. Smith. As he speaks, the kennel he was carrying is slammed to the floor. He began ranting and raving about having to come out to a place he considered worse than hell. He also said that people involved with Animal Control and anybody else who dropped off cats were worse than child molesters and pedophiles and should rot in the deepest, darkest pits of hell. The people who were present were shocked at this disgusting display of verbal abuse. I don't think I have ever seen someone so passionate and, at the same time, so vicious about their cause. Well, I let him spew his venom, thinking eventually he would be done with his paperwork and then be gone. But no, he had to get personal and was unable to zip his lip. He then proceeded to rant and rave some more saying that if I was the lady that brought in the cat, he hoped I heard what he had said before because it would certainly apply to me. Well, being the lady I am, I don't want to repeat what I said to him, but he was stunned that someone had the nerve to speak up to him and hold their ground. I told him he was way out of line and he backed off a little, but then he started up again before finally leaving the premises. They say hindsight is 20/20 and if I had it to do over again, I would have called the county sheriff and reported him for harassment and threatening behavior and let them handle this radical protestor.

At one point I wondered if KC and this guy might be acquainted and, if not, they might make a good match. Then, I reconsidered. I wouldn't wish someone like him on anyone in spite of all the ill will and dissention that she has created toward others in the neighborhood. In closing, there was something else about that day. I can’t exactly explain it, but I felt a calmness after it was all over. Could there have been an angel on my shoulder? I think so.