Here, Kitty, Kitty

So, this explains the days and nights of wauling:

"Cats are referred to as "polyestrus," which means that they will go into heat cycles periodically during their fertile years. These heat cycles may start as early as the fourth or fifth month of a kitten's life, and will continue until she is either bred or spayed. Heat cycles in cats last from several days to two weeks or longer, and repeat every two to three weeks. You can see then, how a female cat may almost always seem to be in heat.
No one can say with any accuracy that heat cycles are painful to cats; however from the calling (loud yowling) and other symptoms they exhibit, it would appear that they are very uncomfortable."

Our street was turned into cat-motel this past few days, and just yesterday, the neighborhood white tomcat and a stray black decided to have their honeymoon in our very own backyard--first-rate suite!

I probably looked ridiculous trying to scare them away, shooing and booing them to no avail while they look at me, the black one on top of the white (or was it the other way around?), with that so-what-are-you-looking-at-girl-you-voyeur-you look.

I was so disgusted it was actually ridiculous. I could have screamed at them "go, get a room pussies!" and they would just stare..and stare..and stare.

What could those hot felines do, right? They were simply responding to what's natural to them. I've been looking for the right word to describe it. It's not feral since the act is sexual. What is it, what is it? Kahayupan: this is good enough for now. Kahayupan in the very sense of the word.

I guess it's the same way with dogs doing it in the streets. There's just something--uhm, darn, I still don't have the word. I'm sure old Freud has some explanation to this: your wild, natural instincts are being reflected, blah blah. Next time they do it again, I'd bring out my stuffed Garfield, who is honestly the only feline I could stand and adore.