Vortigern99
Sorcerer Supreme
I don't know about that. It's difficult for an indoor environment to give cats what they love most -- the experience of stalking and pouncing, and the simple pleasure of enjoying the open air and grass and trees.
We used to think this, too. I mean, I ardently believed this and defended my decision to let them roam, using much the same argument you're making. I know where you're coming from.
Then Jack ate a poisoned rat he found in a neighbor's yard. He turned up stiff on the back porch. Then Sebastian died of heat stroke. He was my Wonderpuss and I miss him terribly and I feel just awful awful awful that he died. We buried him under the magnolia tree where I found him. Then an outdoor cat we had been feeding, Prince Abooboo von Snugglepuss aka "Blackie", got a horrible leg injury after being stuck between two fences for five days, and we nursed him back to health at great personal expense and effort.
Tika, the Huntress, used to disappear for days till my heart seemed about to burst from anxiety and fear. She'd show up none the worse for wear and I'd have shaved another six months off my life expectancy.
Now we keep our two girls inside! They're happy, well-fed, well-loved and there's no more danger from coyotes, people, cars, rats, owls, stray dogs, fences, snakes, spiders, poison, other cats or extraterrestrial aardvarks. Their lives are protected and they look and act as though they are as pleased as punch to be kept indoors.
Even with my fence, I still have to limit my cats' ability to roam, and I have to keep incursion of critters to a minimum or else they'll bring them inside. (Standing in my yard in my boxer shorts at 3 A.M. beheading a badly wounded rabbit with a shovel was the breaking point.)
I do feel bad about it. I call my cats "my pretty prisoners".
When I lived way out in the country, it wasn't a problem, although one cat did get FIV in a fight with a stray who had taken up under the house. I still cry sometimes when I think about putting her down.
I'm still in the country, but now in a little four-road subdivision nestled between two farms. I see too many cats waffled on the roads out here, and I can't trust that my cats wouldn't get lost if I let them out now. Wish I had the cash to expand the fence.
But sometimes it just breaks my heart that they can't be free to stalk and pounce like my other cats were.
I think the fence is a nice compromise. If and when we get back to a house we may add just such a feature. It really is the best of both worlds and I can't find a single thing to say against it. You can always buy mice and let the cats go after 'em inside the perimeter...!
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