I hate cats.
I particularly hate my neighbour's cats.
Unfortunately, they love our yard. This doesn't make for a very pleasant relationship between me and the cats.
Our garden is native. The area we live in has been classified Land for Wildlife, which is pretty good for a housing area, there was a conscious effort by the developer to create ample greenbelts flowing through the area and plant out lots of indigenous plants. It's really quite lovely and one of the main reasons we chose to live here. You can hear lots of frogs, not just in the little lake, but in our garden too. And we get plenty of native birds visiting.
My neighbour has two cats. She doesn't lock them in at night, despite the night curfew on cats, because they scratch on the door to get out. *roll eyes* The little buggers visit our garden and dig in it, crap in it and flatten bushes where they sleep. Sometimes when I'm chasing them out of our yard I swear quite loudly at them only to notice my neighbour across the road glaring at me
Worst of all, yesterday morning we awoke to cat spew on our back deck ~ gross!!!