Conference misery::feline_v1

5085.0. "a clarification of 415.1143" by POWDML::DECTRAVELER () Wed Nov 27 1991 10:15

    I just wanted to clarify NDC's note about NH and cats.
    
    First it wasn't a welfare worker it was DSS.  These are the people that
    investigate you for child abuse.  Someone called and reported me for
    child abuse, saying I let the cats go to the bathroom all over the
    house and that I leave my daughter in a dirty diaper for 10-15 hours
    at a time, and feed my kids rotted food.  Subsequently I was
    investigated.  The gentleman came to my house to check out the charges.
    He was extremely upset because he had already made up his mind before
    he got there that I was an abusive parent.  When he arrived he realized
    he had nothing to work with.  The house was spotless (thanks to the
    efforts of my nanny and myself), the litter boxes were all clean, and
    the kids clean and obviously well cared for.  My doctors and everyone
    else has backed me up saying my children are well cared for.
    
    I had three litter boxes.  Two were downstairs in my kitchen and the
    third was upstairs in the boy's room where the kittens like to sleep.
    He informed that a litterbox in a bedroom is a "health hazard" because
    my children play and sleep there. (excuse me what the heck do you call
    the two in the kitchen, my kids eat and play in there) He was
    nitpicking it was obvious because he also informed me that I had to pay
    to put a floor in my bathroom.  I had a plywood floor in my bathroom, it
    had been like that since I moved in in May.  My landlord wouldn't let
    me put anything down and he hadn't gotten around to putting a floor in.
    It took a supreme effort on my part not to tell the JERK where to go.
    
    I know ALOT of people on welfare who have pets.  You just can't use
    food stamps for non-essential stuff.  (like shampoo, detergent, and
    pet food).  As for telling me where to put my litterboxes as far as
    I'm concerned the state of NH can't take a flying leap.  I put the
    boxes where the cats are the most and are still out of the way for the
    rest of us.
    
    Kim

    It's a good job that twit hasn't checked out my house.  I can imagine
    what he'd say about my trailing around after Holly with Nature's
    Miracle, and the 87 books on the dining room table, and the piles
    of "I'll read this someday" newspapers and clippings that live in
    various rooms.
    
    from the home of the dust hippopotami,
    
    Karen