Cats in my street keep licking my 108's

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Beancounter1980

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If they aint trying to kill the frogs and fish in my pond, I catch the things licking my alloys.

5 minutes ago there were 2 of them going for both of the wheels on the passenger side.

Now I understand why they always sit at the exact same spot near the car.

Wierd! :|
 
Strange things cats,we had a local cat that had a liking for creosote,the cat had nicked the brush i had been using to treat the fence and was licking it in the neighbours back garden,only found this out when the neighbour knocked on the door asking if this was my brush.Now that's Weird.
 
I’m feline that this thread could turn into a right CATastrope..

Can I ask is your car a CAT D ?

If not, you need to CATalogue this behaviour and get the owner to (CAT) nip this in the bud before it becomes the CATalyst for any more CAThartic carry ons.

Either that or CATapult the offending animal across your driveway?
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Happy New Year Everyone !
 
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1. Take a photo of the cat licking the wheel.

2. Follow the cat home.

3. Blame the cat for any corrosion on the 108!

4. Seek conpensation - 'where there's blame (tiddles) there's a claim'). :thumbsup: :wink:
 
Rub some catnip into your wheels. That will attract even more cats that will result in cleaner wheels. Plus you get the added bonus of watching a load of felines freaking out on your driveway
 
Our Cat frequently licks the bottoms of my doors if there is moisture on them. I guess it must taste nice to cats. The cat is a bit mad and lacking in intelligence though. :D
 
Seen the local cat here doing the same thing. In the summer it also eats dead insects from the front of the car and tries to drink the soap from my bucket when I'm washing the car - it's a real nuisance but actually makes me laugh :). It's quite a large white American ragdoll cat, and known for being a bit bonkers - the little blighter even runs straight into my house when the door is opened sometimes. It did it the other night when it was snowing - he ran straight in and ran for the thick warm rug under the coffee table in the warmest room of the house. WHen I went in there I could just see his blue eyes watching me from under the table as he just flopped down on the rug. Had to take him home and get the owner to take him in.
 
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