Posted by: Jeremiah Graves | February 25, 2012

Meet Dirt Pail

My Faithful Readers, I’d like you to meet my morning commute buddy, Dirt Pail.

I’ve intended to write about Dirt Pail for quite some time, but he is impossible to photograph. I’ve literally taken more than 30 photos of this guy and this is the only one that has even remotely turned out. He’s a speedy little dude. I figured that given the emotional situation Dirt Pail and I just went through this morning, today would be a good day to write about him.

Dirt Pail is a neighborhood cat that meanders the mean streets of our ‘hood.

He doesn’t have a collar and there are no “missing” posters adorned with his likeness, so it would seem that he’s a stray. Although he is super friendly and never really seems to venture beyond the borders of our neighborhood. This makes me think that perhaps he used to live here once upon a time or he’s got an owner who is a-okay with letting him roam free.

Given that he doesn’t look like he’s exactly suffering in his attempts to find sustenance, I think he may have convinced a few folks in the neighborhood to leave scraps out over the years.

Anyway, Dirt Pail and his monster paws often walk me about halfway to work and, as a result, we’re pretty good buds at this point.

That made it all that much harder the other day when Grace informed me that I probably have to stop petting and cuddling up with Dirt Pail (and Slop Bucket and Gizmo and all of the other neighborhood cats) once we get a cat of our own.

Somehow I hadn’t even though about the fact that street cats have a higher chance of carrying diseases, fleas, or other parasites that I could potentially bring back and inflict upon our future unsuspecting house cat.

I broke the news to Dirt Pail on our walk today.

I told him that we could totally still be friends and walk together, but I probably couldn’t be quite so lovey-dovey with him anymore.

Admittedly, he took it like a champ and just kept purring and rubbing up against my legs.

I fear he’s in denial.



  1. This may a stupid question but, why not adopt Dirt Pail and/or find him a real home so he can be safe?


    • You know, I actually have no idea why that has never crossed my mind.

      I’d assume it is because he seems tame enough and the inside/outside cats are common enough in our neighborhood that I can’t help but think he’s already got an owner somewhere.

      I’d hate to rob someone of their cat if that is the case. He just seems way too people-friendly for me to think he’s a regular ole stray.

      I hate that I tend to overlook the obvious solution to some of life’s issues.


  2. I like Dirt Pail. He seems like a good friend. Please bring Dirt Pail home.


  3. I’ll take dirt pail any day! I won’t even change his name! 🙂


    • I know, right?! He’s super cute. I’ve said it before, I’m fairly sure that Dirt Pail (along with Slop Bucket and Gizmo) “belong” to a family up the block. They’re always lingering around one specific house if they’re not on the move. If I didn’t think I’d be swiping him from someone else, I’d have totally taken him off the street.

      I do love the name. Naming cats is always fun…because as long as you feed and pet them, they really don’t give a rat’s ass how ridiculous the name is…


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