The other night my cat, Mr. Kitty, came home very frantic and upset. He is a VERY level headed and calm cat, I've had him for years, and have never seen him like this. He was favouring his tail and meowing as if in pain, and we soon clued him that something tried to grab and hold him by the tail.
Well it turns out, from the same night, that mutilated and decapated cats were found in our neighbourhood. My cat narrowly escaped death or a life of agony.
Every room he enters he enters cautiously and checks every corner etc. He's skittish, he refuses to leave the house and doesn't trust people like he used to. We don't let him out anymore anyway and he is sleeping with us every night and CLINGS like a scared child. He cries like a baby, but today he's not holding his tail *as* low and is able to move the tip more. He isn't crying as much which leads me to believe he is feeling better.
Not to sound like a nutjob, but he definately has feline PTSD.
I've made him a comfortable bed in the spare room and have babied him relentlessly in the hopes that I can make his bad dreams go away, but he seems haunted by it all.
I've informed our strata to let the others in the complex know, and also called and left a message at the police station in case the info helps them pin-point the killer....I don't care if I sound like a crazy cat lady.
My boyfriend works at the local paper, who have given more attention to local politics than this mass-murderer, and he is going to talk to his boss about doing a story on it so the public is more informed.
I'm just so upset right now and can't stop crying. This is so horrible, it could of been so much worse I know, but I feel awful for those other cats as well. It scares me to know that someone in the neighbourhood is showing the first signs of being a serial killer.