Nope

Among the occasional annoyances that are part and parcel of being alive, there’s one of late that’s really pissing me off: cats. Feral, stray cats relieving themselves in flower gardens and raised beds, night after night. I’ve tried several “remedies,” but largely to no avail. Looks like fences and netting are the extent to which we must go in order to keep our yard from being turned into a cat lavatory.

Makes me, at a minimum, want to use bad words.