Sunday kitties

A bit of adorable cat therapy for the day.

Beep Beep and her “baby”, Turmeric, were all shmushed together adorably, looking so sweet and innocent.

They lie.

😉

I counted a total of 14 outside cats this morning. They were very happy to see me. The water bowl in the sun room was completely dry, and all the kibble was gone. From the state of things, it looks like something other than cats has been into it. We’d given them a big, meaty turkey carcass to pick at, but something made off with most of the bones last night.

I stayed out longer this morning, hauling more snow away from the pile at the well cap, and getting the burn barrel going again, to burn away more of the sawdust from the cat litter. It keeps going out. :-/ Not enough air getting into the barrel to keep it smoldering.

Before going back inside, I found Agnoos had claimed prime real estate in the sun room. 🙂 One of my daughters headed out later, to continue working on the snow pile, and Agnoos was still there!

Feeling the need for some cat therapy right now. I just got a call from my brother, who had made the drive out to visit our mother. I can’t go into detail here, but it turns out my mother has, yet again, stabbed him in the back and kicked him in the teeth. She actually did it over a year ago, but he just found out about it today, and the betrayal is just heartbreaking.

One thing is for sure. I am so very thankful that my brother owns the property we are on, not my mother. If my mother still owned the farm, we’d probably have moved out by now. Knowing all this is part of my mother’s slowly failing mental faculties does not make it any better. She’s just well enough to function independently, but also just far gone enough to really mess things up, with no understanding of the consequences of her actions.

And my poor brother is baring the brunt of it.

He deserves so much better.

The Re-Farmer

4 thoughts on “Sunday kitties

    • Thanks. You’d think, after all these years, we’d be used to it, but it still comes as a shock. I want and expect nothing from my mother but, as I’ve said before, my brother is a much better person than I am!

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