Living Dangerously

She is single, no family of
her own, with a mental health
affliction, quite aside from the
compulsion to consider the feral
cats in her community her familial
obligation, but she hunts them and
traps them and has them spayed
and neutered, then scours the
neighbourhood for good homes,
for her own apartment will burst 
in an explosion of furious fur and
sharp claws should she add to
the dozen representing her
adopted family. Those feral urchins
forced to live the good life of
care and affection seem to hold
regular scheming sessions of
escape while miaowing their
fill of fish and cream. As for
those too elusive to neutralize
their breeding habit, kittens too
are fair game for collection and 
dispersal. One pair has been shopped
out to several volunteer homes, 
their kittenish penchant for 
derring-do traumatizing people
with the suspense of impending
doom, so they're returned to the
cat lady who in turn convinces
her own mother yet again, that five
cats per home is none too many.
And now that aged cat lover too
stands wringing her hands as the
rescued duo daily perform their
fearless acrobatics atop the narrow
top rail of the second story banister
overlooking two flights below.