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Angry stray cat terrorises men and dogs outside an Istanbul market - but stays clear of women or children

Angry stray cat terrorises men and dogs outside an Istanbul market - but stays clear of women or children




An angry stray cat attacked men and dogs outside a market, but remains clearly women and children passing by.

CCTV security cameras outside a market in Istanbul have caught the cat in action several times.

The footage shows the cat pouncing on the men and dogs that go through the steps of a market in the area of Bayrampasa of the city

Turkish residents who care for the cat want a vet to examine it to try to work out why it is so aggressive.

They claim that it is normally a very quiet cat, but recently took to embark on men and dogs.





Neighbor Ali Aydin said that the cat had recently had kittens and could try to defend them against perceived threats.

Mr. Aydin said: "it is not a wild cat, it is accustomed to people. She crosses here every day, taking food from her kittens, we leave the door open for her.

The cat is accustomed to this place. It is not an aggressive cat, but because of its kittens, it attacks. It's a really good cat actually. Maybe someone hurt him.

Beril Gencturk added: I saw several people hitting him. It usually only attacks males and dogs. Maybe there were traumas.
Another resident Ayse Yuksel says, "I've never seen him attack a woman.

Istanbul is famous for its stray cats with an estimate of 30 000 in the city.

Many local people take care of them by giving them refuge and leaving food in the colder winter months.

The Beckoning Cat

The Beckoning Cat

All my cats are rescues, but I would like to share Maneki's story...

I care for a feral colony of cats in Modesto, CA, and have taken home several cats from that colony. They are very loving and appreciative of a good home with food, beds and of course, lots of toys!
Maneki is a special case in that she was a very sick baby. She had an upper respiratory infection that was so bad, her eyes were gummed shut and her nose was so stuffed she was breathing through her mouth. I was able to go right up to her and pick her up because she could neither see nor hear me coming.

It scared me to see how sick she was, so I called my vet right away and made an appointment to see him as soon as possible. He saw her that afternoon and cleaned her eyes, nose and ears. He gave me an antibiotic to take care of the infections and some eye ointment to ease her eye discharges.

I am pleased to say that she has made a full recovery, which took about a month of diligent care, but worth it. Since then she has been spayed and integrated into my family of fur babies. I have also caught and taken home her twin from that colony. Now both enjoy playing and sleeping together. It makes me extremely happy to see her so happy! At 5 1/2 months old, she is still a youngster that I hope to see live a very long and enjoyable life.

I am sure you are wondering about the name Maneki. It is after the Japanese Lucky Cat or Prosperity Cat that is called Maneki Neko, which is Japanese for "beckoning cat." This just seemed to fit her as she seemed to be beckoning me to come and rescue her. I
named her twin sister Sachi, which means "search" in Japanese. She seemed to be looking for her sister when I took her home.

I have always been a cat lover and have had the pleasure of enjoying my life with many cats. All of the cats that have entered my life have been rescues. I love being able to give a home to those special fur babies. I have just recently started caring for feral cats that were around my work place. The business was sold but I continue to care for the cats.

As for Maneki, she loves to hang around me when I watch TV or read a book. Try doing that with a little bundle of fur sitting on the book or even the computer. She runs to the door when my husband comes home from work, and he gives all the kitties their favorite treat of freeze dried chicken bites.

Maneki is learning to sit up and beg for said treats. We also have a cat pen we built off the side of our house and she loves to go out and watch the birds at the feeders in the yard.

Maneki has added a lot of laughter to our home. Her favorite toy is a plastic ring with bits of straw sticking out of it. Watching her carry this all over the house is hilarious!

Teri Trujillo

From Danger to Safety

From Danger to Safety



I call this story "from the dangerous outside world to the safe inside world." Twanie the kitten is one lucky kitten, and the reason I say that is because he was born in a small woods along with many other cats. Every time I saw him, I felt bad for him and I
figured that since he was still a kitten it would be easy to train him to be an indoor kitten... and I was right.

It wasn't an easy catch, however. Each time I'd try to get close to him, he'd run the other way, but I know it was because he was scared. Even though he was right there, I gave up hope of getting him until on August 11th of this year. That was one lucky day for him and me as that was the day I brought him home.

He got an eye infection which made him slow and sick. My sister-in-law had helped me catch him, and she had some antibiotics in the house from when her cats were sick.

She wanted to take him home, but she already had a lot of cats. Knowing she couldn't take him, even though she wanted to, she was going to give him the medicine and let him go. That was, until I told her I wanted him. So she sneaked up behind him, and as I was distracting him, she caught him.

It took him a while to get used to his new surroundings and me as he was scared at first, but he did and it didn't take him too long. One dose of that medicine made him feel better and the infection was gone. It didn't take him long to show me that he was one sweet and lovable cat, even though he appears to be no more than two months old, and I haven't had him but that long.
It didn't take me long to fall for him and I've spoiled him as I bought him a lot of toys. Even though I'm not even sure that he is a male I will call him a "he" until I'm sure. I had given up hope of getting my own cat because I've tried a few other cats and they didn't work out.

Now I see I was meant to wait for him, and that he was meant for me. He shows me every day how he's thankful that I brought him home and gave him a warm home and food in his stomach.

He's gotten a little bit bigger since he came here. I didn't think it would be hard to train him to be an indoor cat and it wasn't. He makes me smile and laugh sometimes. He's just an amazing kitten. When he plays with me, he's not rough. I look forward to many more years with him. I hope that other people will take in homeless cats and give them a chance as they deserve it. Even though I can't save all of them, I did save one and that makes me feel good.

Jessica Britton
The Heart of a Lion

The Heart of a Lion



We have eight indoor cats, two of which were planned. The others were rescues, and we love all of them. The most recent (and the one dearest to my husband's heart) is Richard. Because of the strength of this little boy's heart, he earned the name of "Richard the Lion-hearted."


We live out in the hill country in Texas, and where we park the cars is a fair walk from the house. One day, when I got out of the car, I heard a kitten. I followed the sound to the fencing around the house. I called out, and this little bowlegged kitten was struggling to get to me.


His eyes were still that black of newly opening – I'm not sure he even saw me. I kept calling and he kept crawling, wobbling with each determined step. He got to the trellis fencing and climbed up and over, then proceeded to climb up my arm, still yelling at each step. This little man was hungry!


I scooped him up and went into the house, frantically holding onto the squirming handful. The only thing in the fridge remotely looking like it would help was cottage cheese. I sucked up the liquid into a syringe and squirted it into his mouth. That worked, but only for a few minutes. I called my husband and told him what happened, and he picked up kitten milk and a bottle.

As soon as he came home, we fixed him a bottle and he latched onto it with all four paws, demanding more. Such a fighter! We kept that belly round, and he has grown into a beautiful spotted orange wonder. We think he is a cross of the feral cats and one of the bob cats that roam, as he acts differently from the others. He loves to play with the red dot, and as he crouches, he looks like he belongs in the savannah, rather than a living room.

Samantha Conklin-Rose

A Feral Kitty Love Story

A Feral Kitty Love Story


I was "drafted" to do Trap-Neuter-Return (TNR) in my parents' backyard after a slew of feral cats showed up. Their house was behind a Petco store and someone, I believe, was throwing out open cat food which attracted the strays. I quickly learned how to do TNR and rented the traps from the local humane society, as I knew the only other alternative for these homeless cats would be euthanasia.


I TNR'd about 15 cats with the idea that I would continue to feed and care for them in my parents' backyard. This took about a

 year to do successfully. I recall that I TNR'd a very frightened grey female in the beginning of my trapping, and towards the end I TNR'd a large orange male.


At some point after their trapping, these two somehow found each other and became inseparable, and it was at that time that we learned that the male, whom we named O'Brien, was deaf. How he managed to live outdoors in an alleyway frequented by delivery trucks is unknown. The grey kitty (who we named Chinsey due the white spot on her chin), however, seemed to understand his predicament and became his ears.


He would look at her whenever anything happened to see how she would respond and then he would respond in kind. If she approached a human that she knew was friendly, then he would do so as well. He, in turn, protected her from other cats as she was not a fighter and would run off frightened if another cat became aggressive towards her.


These two now rule the backyard and are very much a loving couple and have been so for five years now. They have also tamed down and enjoy their daily belly rubs. They have taught me that feral and/or homeless cats will bond with each other and face their 

world together. They head-butt each other endlessly and are so devoted to each other. It is very sweet to watch.


They continue to live outdoors as my apartment is already full of rescue cats, but O'Brien in particular appears to prefer to live outdoors as he does seem to think that the block that my parents' house sits on is his "kingdom" and that Chinsey is his "queen."

Carol Johnson

Wild Things

Wild Things


We have a wild cat that roams the neighborhood of the health care facility where I work. She had kittens in the fall of last year. Once they were up and running around by the dumpsters and throughout the grounds, the staff started to feed them. They wouldn't come up to the staff, but they knew when the change of shift was! Eventually the feeding of the cats included feeding of the skunks, and the administration said NO MORE feeding of the cats! There were notes all over the place.


I came in one morning soon after the notes arrived, and I called my husband to tell him that I felt so sorry for the kittens outside. They were going to have to fend for themselves. He told me to feed them some milk anyway. A couple of hours later, I went out to my car for a break and I called him. He told me he had rescued a female kitten. He just walked up and took her. She was so tiny and scared! We named her Rescue.


My husband then brought out live catch traps (I talked with administration about this first). Because of the other wild animals in the area, we had to shut them at night and reopen them in the morning. It took a few weeks but we finally caught all four kittens. One of the PM managers took one of the four, but we couldn't get any other help, so we kept the other three.


We have a group called Kindred Kitties in our area and they helped with having the kittens fixed. We call the two males Baby and Scamper. We never caught the Mom. She had more this year, but our Humane Society was visiting with dogs for our residents and they came out and caught the kittens this year. I sure wish we

We have a wild cat that roams the neighborhood of the health care facility where I work. She had kittens in the fall of last year. Once they were up and running around by the dumpsters and throughout the grounds, the staff started to feed them. They wouldn't come up to the staff, but they knew when the change of shift was! Eventually the feeding of the cats included feeding of the skunks, and the administration said NO MORE feeding of the cats! There were notes all over the place.


I came in one morning soon after the notes arrived, and I called my husband to tell him that I felt so sorry for the kittens outside. They were going to have to fend for themselves. He told me to feed them some milk anyway. A couple of hours later, I went out to my car for a break and I called him. He told me he had rescued a female kitten. He just walked up and took her. She was so tiny and scared! We named her Rescue.


My husband then brought out live catch traps (I talked with administration about this first). Because of the other wild animals in the area, we had to shut them at night and reopen them in the morning. It took a few weeks but we finally caught all four kittens. One of the PM managers took one of the four, but we couldn't get any other help, so we kept the other three.


We have a group called Kindred Kitties in our area and they helped with having the kittens fixed. We call the two males Baby and Scamper. We never caught the Mom. She had more this year, but our Humane Society was visiting with dogs for our residents and they came out and caught the kittens this year. I sure wish we 

could get that mom so we could have her fixed, too. We sure love our kitties, we sure do! I'm so glad we could help them out, or they would probably be in kitty heaven if we hadn't.

Theresa Ricci
Romeo and Coco

Romeo and Coco


I have two kitties, Romeo and Coco. They are a part of our family and they are nine months old. They represent happiness and hope to our family, because they came during a harsh time when my mom was experiencing depression. We didn't rescue them, but we
adopted them via an organization here in Costa Rica, called Rescate Animal.

Carolina, the person who rescued them, found them when they were three months old in a vacant lot, crying and famished. In fact, Carolina told us that if she didn't find them that specific day, they would have died. Romeo was the one in charge of collecting food for the two of them, as he is the brave and decided one. Coco, on the other hand, was the weaker and more fearful, and that's why Romeo protected him.

After they were found, Carolina took them to the house of a relative called Anabelle, because Carolina's job keeps her very busy and she couldn't take care of the kitties while a family was found to adopt them. Anabelle posted a picture of Romeo and Coco on the organization's Facebook page.

I updated my status on Facebook saying we were searching for a cat, and a Facebook friend shared with me the link of the picture of Romeo and Coco. I clicked the link but because it is a well known organization, I thought somebody had already adopted them.

Despite my thought, I told my mom about two kitties who were siblings and were posted for adoption. She sent an e-mail to the
organization but she specified she only wanted one. Days passed, and Rescate Animal (the organization) replied to my mom. They sent her Anabelle's contact information so my mom could talk to her and consider the adoption.

Rescate Animal organizes adoption fairs, where people go to see the animals up for adoption. There are dogs, cats, hamsters, etc. Anabelle told my mom about the fair where Romeo and Coco would be, so my mom could meet them.

That day, I couldn't go to the fair with my mom, but my mom said the two of them seemed to like her so much that the people from Rescate Animal wanted my mom to be the one to adopt them. My mom, without our consent, adopted the two kitties when she said she only wanted one, because she knew they were siblings and the simple thought of separating them broke her heart.

Finally, the kitties arrived at my house. They were so little and skinny. In the first weeks, we gave them food constantly to treat their malnutrition. At first, they distrusted us but now they love us a lot. I think since the day my kitties came home, there's a before and an after in my family, starting with the fact that I didn't like cats before!
 Carolina Jiménez