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Don’t call her the Crazy Cat Lady.
Tonya Parrish is a victim of domestic abuse. She has the cats – lots of them – to prove it.
The animals were unwanted gifts from her husband, Ed Mitcheff. He took in strays and never let them go.
Parrish met Mitcheff online. The self-proclaimed preacher from Chicago is a poster child for avoiding Internet romance.
“Ed put me through four years of hell,” Parrish said. He kicked her. He threatened to kill her. He spied on her phone calls. He alienated her from family and friends. He brought hoards of cats into her home and her life.
Now, he’s gone. Mitcheff died from a drug overdose July 4. Seven months after his death, however, Parrish must clean up the mess caused by a house-full of cats.
How many cats? Dozens and dozens. There were so many, in fact, public health officials lost track when they tried to count them.
“I’m so embarrassed by this,” said the 43-year-old graphic artist whose favorite subjects to paint – in a style where cubism meets cave painting – are horses, not cats. “I’m so ashamed.”
Parrish stood on her front porch. Behind her, six cats perched on her living room’s windowsill. Their eyes peered through the picture window as their tails slowly waved like fury, headless cobras.
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It was feline-based psychological abuse.“He used those cats as a weapon,” said Kendall Fisher, executive director of Women Helping Women, an oasis for abuse victims. “He used them to control, to isolate her. Isolation is one form of abuse.”
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“He used those cats as a weapon,” said Kendall Fisher, executive director of Women Helping Women, an oasis for abuse victims. “He used them to control, to isolate her. Isolation is one form of abuse.”
…wh…. wh… what? WHAT?
- KC | 02/13/2010 @ 09:55Actually, I identified with that one part of the article more than any other.
Mind you, I’m not a fan of this late fad of overusing the “A” word and I don’t think its application here is quite correct. Abuse is active, neglect is passive. Neglect that makes the target feel really, really bad, doesn’t become active just because it makes the person feel bad.
This dirtbag was neglecting her because he was neglecting his entire life. He was self-medicating through the cats.
- mkfreeberg | 02/13/2010 @ 10:07