While doing my evening rounds, I was able to take progress photos of the melons, winter squash, pumpkins and drum gourds, using my hand as a size reference, before losing the light.
I am just amazed by how many melons we’ve got! Instagram slideshows have a maximum of 10 images. For the East bed alone, I ended up with 21 images. This, even with images having multiple melons in it. There was at least one in the bed that I found as I was taking the photos!
Here are the photos, split up into three slideshows.
Then there were the ones in the West bed. I was able to catch multiple melons in a single shot several times, so this one got split into only two slideshows.
The second slide show include the Cream of Saskatchewan watermelons. We’ve actually lost one of those, but there is a new one that looks like it will make it. Plus, there are more female flowers showing up!
There are even new female flowers showing up in the winter squash beds that I’ve been hand pollinating. It’s almost impossible for them to fully mature with the growing season we have left, but I just can’t help wanting to give them a chance!
There’s just the one that’s been getting bigger, but it seems to be starting to turn yellow, so I don’t know if it’s going to make it. As you can see, though, there are more female flowers blooming!
There’s just one that still has a tiny big of green on it.
I’m also really impressed with the Crespo squash. Not only have the vines themselves had a growth spurt, with huge leaves, and the vines spreading all over – including climbing a nearby cherry tree! – but there are more squash developing!
One is definitely a loss, but we’ve got two new ones along with the very first one that is getting all nubbly. There are more female flowers that have been hand pollinated – including one on the vine climbing the cherry tree – but it’s too early to know if the pollination took. Plus, there are more female flower buds that will probably bloom in a few days.
All this, and the only thing that’s been harvested is one winter squash that broke its own stem. Nothing is ready for harvesting, though some of the winter squash are close. With the melons, some of them are supposed to be early melons and we should have been able to already harvest some of those, but with so many things almost a month behind, that hasn’t happened yet. All the melons and squash are supposed to be short season varieties, but that wet, wet spring we had really set things back.
We have only 18 days before our average first frost date.
Looking at the long range forecast, the predictions have flip flopped again, and it’s now looking like we’ll, at the very least, have a first frost in the second week of September, with highs around 15C/59F and lows as far down as 2C/36F, which can have frost – but then we are supposed to climb back up to highs of 29C/84F and lows of 13C/55F.
I’ll bet if I look again in the morning, the long range forecast will completely change again.
Meanwhile, we are under a heat warning right now. Over the weekend, we’re expecting highs of 30C/86F, with the humidex at 38C/100F. The predicted rain and thunderstorms are no longer in the forecast, though other parts of Canada are getting thunderstorm warnings right now. It’s just not supposed to reach us, anymore.
Looks like I’m going to be watering the garden in the morning, again!
We’re set for another hot day today, and I thought I’d be watering the garden this morning. It seems we got more rain during the night, though, and it wasn’t needed.
Check it out! Our very first – and so far, only – Magda squash! I picked a couple of patty pans smaller than before, more to encourage the plants to continue blooming and producing.
I picked a few oddly small corn cobs that turned out to be ripe, but just… oddly small. There are a few green Seychelle beans, a decent amount of the Royal Burgundy bush beans, but it’s the Carminat beans that really surprise me. So few plants, and they are so productive!
There are a few chocolate cherry and Forme de Couer, and in the second photo of the slide show, you’ll see that we are FINALLY having black cherry tomatoes turning colour.
There are still some sugar snap peas being produced, and that bed where I was finally able to identify a volunteer.
A bit of greenery showed up at the very end of the bed. I thought it might be a weed, but something seemed familiar about it, so I left it. Now that it is bigger and even starting to bloom, I have been able to confirm:
It is an Aunt Molly’s ground cherry.
I am quite surprised to see it. We grew those a couple of years ago, in the spot next to the compost ring, where we now have a new framed bed with Crespo squash and Seychelle beans in it. There is another raised bed between that and the bed this ground cherry showed up in.
One of the things I was testing out with the ground cherries was whether they would easily self sow, as I’d been hearing from some people who have started to view it as a weed because it’s so hard to get rid of. The next year, though, nothing showed up. For one to now show up here is a bit of a mystery. I have no idea how it could have gotten there. It’s not like we had birds eating the ground cherries and potentially pooping the seeds out. The fruit was too thoroughly engulfed in leaves for any birds to get at. No other critters seemed interested in them, either.
I’m not going to complain, though. This is a lovely surprise, and I hope it actually gets a chance to mature and produce fruit, before our season runs out!
Today, we were expecting another hot day. There was a small potential chance for rain in the morning, but not a lot.
It was also my day to help my mother with her groceries, so was outside, watering the garden, earlier than usual.
It was a rather strange thing to start hearing thunder, and find myself hoping I could finish watering the garden before the rain hit!
I did get the main garden area watered, then emptied the last of the rain barrel to water the old kitchen garden. I did have an adorable surprise with that, though!
I’ve got two watering cans that I fill and bring with me to whatever section I’m working on. As I was reaching down to pick the second watering can up, something was looking at me!
There, clutching the opening of the watering can, was a green tree frog – on the inside of the can!!!
I tried to carefully get it out, but it let go and dropped into the water, instead. So I emptied the can on the wattle weave bed as quickly as I could. I ended up having to turn the can upside down and shaking it to get the frog out! Thankfully, it was none the worse for it, and soon hopped away.
Gosh, tree frogs are so adorable!
The girls, meanwhile, took care of eye baby. Now that we are out of eye drops, and the antibiotics are given in the evening, this just making sure she got fed supplemented cat soup with the modified bottle, then an eye washing before setting her outside.
The bottle feeding can get a bit messy.
We’re using a nipple that is cut back for a wider opening, but the cat soup sometimes still has chunky bits just big enough to block the opening. Which means, every now and then, it spontaneously plugs, then unplugs – all over the kitten! On top of that, once she’s done, she just closes her mouth and turns her face away, and ends up with cat soup all over her face.
When it started raining harder and I had to come inside, I discovered one of the other kittens, cleaning eye baby up!
The other kitten was very enthusiastically grooming that cat soup, out of her fur!
She seemed to be quite content with the attention.
In the other slideshow photos, there’s that little fluffy cat. She is, if I remember correctly, one of the late litter of eight kittens from last year. She is also the one that dropped her litter of kittens all over the yard and abandoned them. I’m really working on trying to get her socialized at least a bit. If we can catch her to get her fixed next month, that would be awesome! So far, she has started to allow me to pet her after I’ve set food out in the kibble house. She prefers to eat there over the other areas we scatter kibble. Outside the kibble house and no food around, though, she still won’t let me near her.
As for the others, I tried to do a head count this morning, counting both adults and kittens. I think I counted 31, but when I counted again, I got 29. Broccoli and her two were not there; I saw them later at the old garden shed. There were a couple of regular adults that weren’t there, either, including Brussel. There is at least one kitten that has gone “missing”. The fluffy orange one that showed up with Baby Hypotenose – the two kittens that Sprout finally brought to the house. I have been seeing Baby Hypotenose a fair bit, but its orange sibling just disappeared. If this is another loss, that would be the last of the orange kittens gone. We have one orange tabby and one orange and white among the younger adult males, plus the Grand Old Lady, Rolando Moon, and that’s it for orange cats. Quite the change from when we first moved here, and almost all the outside cats were orange tabbies!
Since I was out so early this morning, I actually had time for breakfast before I had to leave for my mother’s. I timed it so that I could pick up lunch for us. She likes the dinners that the grocery store sometimes has available, but there were none today. Which I didn’t mind. I was really looking forward to some Chinese food.
They were closed.
They weren’t supposed to be closed. All the signs said they should have been open, and I could see lights on inside, but the door was locked. I ended up going around the back of the motel the restaurant is in and went in through the bar. The lights were on in the dining room, but the kitchen and back areas were all dark. I asked the woman working the bar before leaving, and she had no idea why they weren’t open.
I ended up going to the gas station to get some of their fried chicken and wedges, getting there just as they were bringing out the first batch of chicken for the day.
Which was good – theirs is the best fried chicken! – but I really was looking forward to Chinese food! 😄
Then I had the problem of getting into my mother’s building.
It was locked!
This has happened only once before. The main doors are usually never locked, even overnight. These are also the accessible doors, with the automatic door openers; another reason for those doors to never be locked!
I do have keys but, for some reason, the outside door key have never worked. It almost works – the lock did start to turn, but towards the “lock” position, not the “unlock” position. I have no idea why it doesn’t work. My mother’s own key does sometimes stick, too, but nothing like this! I ended up having to phone my mother to let her know I was at the door closer to her apartment, but couldn’t get in.
So my mother had to toodle over with her walker to let me in. These doors have a tiny vestibule between an unlockable inner door and the always locked from the outside outer door. My mother was able to open the inside door, then had to use her walker to block it open so she could push the bar on the outside door top open it for me. (When coming in from the outside, there is barely enough room in the vestibule for her walker, and for the door to swing open. It still ended up hitting one of her wheels, but she prefers it over using the main doors.)
The alternative would have been to make her walk down the hall and through the lobby to reach the main doors, and still have to fight to open two doors. The inside one, at least, would have opened with the push of a button, but the walk would have been harder on my mother than opening the doors closer to her apartment.
What a pain!
Once inside, I set things up and we had our lunch. While moving things aside, I saw she had a notice of inspection for bedbugs again. She told me, it was just slid under her door this morning. It looks like they will be back on the 28th. I looked up the calendar on my phone to confirm what day that falls on, while she quickly tucked the letter away before I could read the rest!
It falls on the day I’ll be making my first stock up shopping trip to the city.
My mother is not happy about them coming by again. The last time they did, she didn’t get up to let them in because she wasn’t feeling well. She did yell out verbal permission for them to come in, but they would not. She doesn’t quite understand that she risks eviction by constantly finding ways to avoid them! She doesn’t appear to have bedbugs, but if her neighbours do, that can change very quickly, and they are required to check a certain number of times since the last time they sprayed.
Once we had our lunch, we went over her shopping list. There were a few things I needed to clear up. She writes her list in a sort of mix of Polish and English, and her English words are spelled phonetically – in Polish! She then makes little drawings of the things she has on the list, but sometimes that doesn’t make it any clearer! I mean, a sour cream container and a yogurt container are basically the same. 😄
This time, she had flour on her list – it was even spelled correctly in English! – but the doodle was quite clearly and ear of corn. Corn flour? My mother doesn’t use corn flour, but that’s what she called it.
She meant corn meal, which she uses all the time.
I did explain to her that corn meal and corn flour are different things. I don’t think she’ll remember, though, as she’s never seen corn flour, so she doesn’t have any sort of connection to make to help her remember. Not that it’s a problem, but I did want to clarify, based on what she had on her list!
Her list was very short, so I asked a few questions and a few more things were added to it. She had the newest flier, too, so we went over some of the sale items, and talked about possibly substitutions. There was no meat on the list, and the only thing that could be considered a protein was the cheese I ended up adding to her list after going through the flier with her. She insisted that she still had plenty. I am suspicious, though, as she has increasingly tried to blame eating meat or “heavy foods” (she has her own definition of what that is!) on her not feeling well.
At one point, she started telling me that she feels like she’s dying, every night, and had considered getting me to take her to the clinic in the nearby hospital. She’s also becoming obsessed with an appointment with the “new doctor” that’s there, because it conflicted with a home visit appointment she had on the same day. I was the one who cancelled the appointment for her, so I knew that it was not with the new doctor. It was with a nurse practitioner. It was my sister that had taken her in to the clinic, but no one was available to see my mother, so they made this appointment – and forgot about the date. Neither of them seemed to realize that the appointment was with whoever was available, not the new doctor.
I suggested that if she wanted to see a doctor, I could make an appointment with her current one for her. She actually yelled angrily at me, NO! I told her, you’ve got a good doctor, and she laughed and made a comment about the doctor talking to the computer instead of to her. I told her, the doctor was reading what she was looking up on her file. Some people tend to think out loud, or read out loud, as they do that. I was with my mother during her last appointment, and could see that’s what she was doing; as she read through my mother’s file, she would sometimes say parts of it out loud, very quickly. It’s entirely possible the doctor doesn’t even notice that she’s doing it.
When I explained that to her, my mother finally just said, “I’m scared of black people.”
*sigh*
With how hard it is to find a doctor these days – especially when living outside the city – it’s aggravating that she’s allowing her racism to deny herself the health care she’s demanding!
As we talked, I brought up again, she needs a hospital bed, so she can sleep upright.
Which is when she started saying it was her stomach – her digestive system (she literally does not understand what is or isn’t part of her digestive system, or where the organs are located in her body) – that she now thinks is the cause of her troubles, then tried to make connections with eating “heavy food”, like the chicken we just ate…
I asked her, what does that have to do with her breathing? She’s been complaining that she can’t breathe at night, and that’s why she feels like she’s dying. Now, she says it’s her stomach?
I tried to ask more questions, but she changed the subject.
*sigh*
It’s frustrating that she is so all over the place with how she feels, and latch onto things as the “cause” of all her problems, usually because of something she heard on TV, or one of the people in her building saying. But when solutions are offered – like having a hospital bed so she can sleep more upright – she refuses.
Other than this, though, things went smoothly. I worked out what she needed on her list, then did the shopping for her.
Once everything was put away, I stayed a bit longer, but was feeling incredibly sleepy. The overcast skies and rainy weather has that effect on me. I still had to go back to the grocery store for a water jug refill – just one, for now – before going home, too.
Once that was done and I got home, I went for a nap almost right away. It seems I really needed that sleep, too!
As for right now, the skies are clear again and it’s sunny out there, so I’m looking forward to my evening rounds. Meanwhile, as I was writing this, my younger daughter came in to let me know that she was able to harvest the last of the garlic for me! They were getting a bit over due!
For now, they’re laid out on the freezer in the old kitchen. Once the dirt has dried out a bit more, we’ll brush them off, trim them and string them up to hang with the others in the garage.
As for the cat isolation shelter build in the garage, I won’t be doing anything on it today. I’ll see what I can do tomorrow. Mostly, though, I think I’ll have to go through the sheds and garage again, so see what materials I can find to continue the build, until I have the budget to buy the materials I need to finish it.
Hopefully, I’ll be able to find what I need and get this finished soon. I will have to double check with the Cat Lady to see what date she has booked for us, for a spay or neuter (depending on what cat we can catch!). If we end up with a male, we won’t need the isolation shelter, but if we can get that fluffy little cat, or one of the other mamas, that would be idea.
I was not expecting to be able to work on the cat isolation shelter at all today, but with my afternoon appointment cancelled, I was able to get a bit done.
There really isn’t a lot left that I can do right now. I installed the larger shelf across the back of the shelter, then the small one in the front that is meant to act as something a cat can use to climb up to the second level.
Then I dragged the whole thing outside for pictures in better light.
I’m hoping that shelf across the back will hold up without a support in the middle. It seems sturdy, but this is salvaged wood, and there is some damage on the underside.
In the front view, you can see the little shelf on the bottom right – and the areas on the second level floor boards that will need paint, since that all got changed quite a bit!
The cats have definitely been checking it out when I’m not around.
Syndol likes to hang out with me while I’m working. He kept very politely asking for attention! I’d be working on something and feel a paw gently grab and pull on my arm.
I pet him, of course.
With the shelves in place, I took the time to take the bits of wood and nails off the 2x4s left from the pallet I’d cut apart to use for “nesting” boxes. The wood is pretty damaged, but I might be able to salvage it for something.
Right now, I’m trying to figure out what to use to support the roof. I want just enough of a slope for rain to drain off. I might have come up with a solution, but I’m not sure, yet. I’ll have to grab out the sheet of metal roof I’m hoping to use and take some measurements, too. I might need to find a second matching sheet in the barn.
Until I figure out and acquire what is needed to make the main door/ramp and the access panels on the second level, I’m not going to put a roof on, though putting the supports in place first might be useful.
At this point, it looks like I’m going to have to start buying material, and that will have to wait until pay comes in.
I am quite happy with how well the whole thing moves around. It is better on the grass than the dirt floor of the garage. I can foresee a time when the wheels would need to be replaced, but it would take a while before that becomes necessary.
It’s not a lot of progress, but I’m happy with it.
I’m running a little short on sleep right now. Things did not turn out as planned, and I had to cancel the truck appointment for an oil change and diagnostic.
Before I get into that, though, here is this afternoon’s harvest.
I was quite pleased to have such largish harvests, two days in a row! Those are our first Forme de Coeur tomatoes in there, along with more Chocolate Cherry tomatoes. There’s a few sugar snap peas – those plants are somehow still producing! – and all three types of beans we planted this year.
I harvested in the afternoon rather than the morning, because I was busy with something else. I got the girls to water the garden for me this morning, too. The only thing I was able to do was feed the outside cats, while the girls tended to eye baby (we are out of eye drops, so I’m extra glad we have the oral antibiotics now!) before setting her outside.
The why of it needs a bit of background explanation.
You know how, when you walk into some stores, there are people who come up to you offering applications for credit cards?
I’ve said no to these for years, but one recent trip to Canadian Tire, I figured, what the heck. I’ll apply – while fully expecting to be turned down.
Much to my shock, I was approved for a Canadian Tire Mastercard.
It took about a week or more for the physical card to arrive, and then there was the process of activating it, getting things set up and so on. This meant I also got quite a few emails from Canadian Tire, with activation notifications, approval for this, set up for that, all along with the usual emails I get from them for sales and surveys and “rate your purchase” stuff. Some of these emails didn’t need to be addressed immediately and were set aside for later.
For those who don’t know, Canadian Tire has its own currency. You used to be able to get Cdn Tire money of various denominations. You could use the bills – legal tender recognized only by Canadian Tire – on your next shopping trip, or donate them to charity in bins that were set up by the exits.
Eventually, they switched to digital versions and you could collect your reward money by using a card of key fob with a bar code on it, just like other loyalty cards out there. Over time, it became the “Triangle” rewards card, which could be used at a number of different stores, and use the collected digital currency to buy things at those stores. When it comes to the Cdn Tire Mastercard, using it allows for collecting the digital money anywhere it gets used. I already had a Triangle card, but we don’t shop at Cdn Tire all that often, and don’t shop at the other stores at all, so the reward cash doesn’t accumulate quickly.
Costco takes Mastercard only.
For the amount we spend there, it would actually be practical to use the Cdn Tire card and collect the rewards cash faster. If we save up the digital money long enough, we could use it to make major purchases.
As long as I can avoid the credit card trap, of course!
Anyhow, loyalty points and rewards is part of the whole thing, and some of the emails I got were about that.
Well, yesterday evening, I had gone through some of the older emails from Cdn Tire I had set aside and followed through with them.
I blame missing what should have been obvious on the fact that it was almost midnight.
Later, while getting ready for bed and in the middle of my devotions, one of those emails popped into my head.
Something didn’t seem right.
I tried finding the deleted email on my phone but couldn’t, so I went onto my desktop to go through my email. My computer is on all night these days, playing purring sounds to sooth eye baby during the night, so it was already up and running.
I found the email.
I went through it, checked some things, but couldn’t be 100% sure there was an issue. My card information, however, was now associated with it, and I was now 99% sure it was a problem.
It was past 1am by this time, and they don’t have 24 hour customer service.
After trying a few times and realizing I wouldn’t get through to anyone until 7am local time, I used the automated system to report my card as stolen. It was the only option I had.
By the time I got back to bed to finish my devotions, it was about 3am.
I didn’t sleep much, and was wide awake by 6am.
I’d already messaged the family about what happened, to be read whenever they were able to. I also sent a text to the garage to cancel the oil change and diagnostic, since I had wanted to use the card for that.
My daughters were both up, so they took care of things I normally would have.
Meanwhile, I logged onto my account and saw that the last 4 digits they make visible on the website were different. I already had a new card number assigned.
To call in, however, the first thing the automated system asks if for the 16 digit card number, then the PIN, before going into the other options. How would that work now that the number on my card was no longer valid?
I also already got an email confirming the card was reported stolen, with a number to call if I hadn’t actually done that. If the usual number didn’t work, I could resort to that one.
Well, it turns out I didn’t need to.
Once I called and gave the 16 digit number, the process was completely different, and was immediately sent to a customer service rep.
Which was exactly what I wanted!
As soon as I heard the operator’s voice, I could tell she was bracing herself. That number would have been flagged as stolen, so right away I said, I reported my card as stolen during the night.
I then explained that my card was not physically stolen, but the number probably was, then explained about the email. The other thing I wanted to do was confirm the pending purchases I’d made yesterday as being legitimate. She spent some time helping me with all that, then forwarded me to the fraud department for the rest.
The guy I spoke to confirmed, that email was not from them. He made sure to tell me I’d done the right thing by reporting the card as stolen so quickly. With these phishing scams, they tend to rack up the charges very quickly. He was able to look up the old number and confirm that no purchases had been attempted, but if I had waited until I could talk to someone directly, he is positive there would have been fraudulent charges.
He then confirmed that the process to get a new physical card for me was started. The request would get sent to where they stamp the cards should get to that location today or tomorrow, and he figures a new card will be mailed by Friday (today is Wednesday). It takes 7-10 business days for the card to arrive in the mail – and next weekend is Labour Day weekend, so it might take about 2 calendar weeks for it to arrive.
Which is fine. The main thing I wanted to confirm is being able to pay off the card at the end of the month, since it’s possible the new card won’t arrive until well after. He checked my billing cycle, and there is no concern about anything being late. Plus, I had already set the card up as a payee with my bank. If I make a payment before the new card arrives, it will automatically be diverted to the new number. Once the card arrives, I can just edit the payee information.
All of that went much more smoothly and quickly that I feared! So quickly, I had to wait until the garage opened at 8 before I could phone.
When I got through and told him I had to cancel, I mentioned I’d sent a text during the night, and our mechanic was glad I phoned, because he hadn’t had a chance to look at any of the texts that came in during the night.
By the time I was done all that, the girls were still outside, watering the garden. My younger daughter had not been able to sleep last night at all, so once they were back inside, they both soon went to bed. As for myself, I only took the time to grab some food, get some laundry started, then went to bed myself.
Funny. I slept much better this time!
By the afternoon, we already hit our predicted high of 27C/81F. I knew there would at least be tomatoes ready to pick, so went out to do the harvest and found myself picking quite a bit more than expected. Even with the morning watering, everything in the garden was all doopy from the heat and humidity!
I did have another surprise, while picking pole beans in the main garden area.
A car stopped on the road and gave a bit of a honk. Then someone came out and started calling out “hello”.
With the lilac hedge in the way, I wasn’t sure if this was someone calling to me, or thinking there was someone at the property across the road from us. No one lives there, but the owners are there frequently.
So I made my way through the overgrown area that’s too tall to mow, to try and see what was going on.
It turned out to be my husband’s prescription delivery! It was a different driver and he was unfamiliar with the area. When he saw me in the garden, he stopped on the road to see if he was in the right place!
I wasn’t expecting the delivery for several more hours!
He then drove around and I met him at the gate. It was my husband’s insulin, so I had to make sure that got into the fridge before going back to the garden!
So… yeah. Today was not at all as planned! But things worked out in the end, and that’s the important part.
Oh, and before I forget…
I’m happy to say that my sparkly hat that the cats got all stinky, survived going through the washer and drier! It’s not meant to be washed that way. I’m sure using the lingerie bag helped.
I’m quite pleased, as it’s my favourite hate!
Since I wasn’t going out today, I did get some more done on the cat isolation shelter, but that will be for my next post!
Today, I was scheduled to meet with the Cat Lady in the early afternoon. Since this meant a trip to the nearer city, I was going to take advantage of it to pick up some more kibble, a few little groceries to last us until CPP Disability comes in next week, but mostly to look at different stores to see if I could find inspiration for the cat isolation shelter door and access panels, among other things.
With the delay due to road construction on the way out, I didn’t quite have time to do what I intended, but that wasn’t the only delay.
As I was driving in the truck, I found myself smelling something unfortunate. In fact, it smelled a lot like cat pee.
No cats get into the truck, though.
Was it from my t-shirt? That was fresh from the laundry.
My pants? Well, I couldn’t sniff my own pants, but I didn’t think so.
I did return the bag of grocery bags from the house to the truck, which get stored behind the driver’s seat. Could a cat have peed on the grocery bags? I couldn’t see how. We keep those out of cat reach, on top of a bin on top of a counter.
When I got out of the truck to get gas, then again at the feed store, I didn’t notice the smell, but it was back once in the cab.
It took a while, but I suddenly remembered one thing it could possibly be coming from.
Yes, my sequin covered, bling hat that my daughter got me, got pee smell on it. There was no evidence that it was peed on directly, thank God, but the smell was definitely there – and getting stronger the more I was sweating in the heat.
So my first stop was at a Dollarama. The last time I was there, they still had this hat. Sadly, they were out of stock.
Instead, I got the blingiest hat I could find. Not as dramatic as the other one, but it’s got enough sequins to send sparkles of reflected light around when I move my head. 😄😄
This was one of the places I had planned to go to, though not first thing, so I spent time time there before heading to the Walmart it shared a parking lot with. Between this and the road construction delay, I had just enough time to do the shopping I needed at Walmart, and a bit of looking through the hardware section, before I had to meet the Cat Lady.
I didn’t get a chance to go to the Canadian Tire, though. Once I had the medication, I didn’t want to delay going home, even with an ice pack. I think I might have better luck at one of the local hardware stores, anyhow.
As for my super sparkly bling hat, I’m hoping I can put it through the wash, while in a lingerie bag. It’s not supposed to be machine washable, but I really like that hat!
While I was out tending and harvesting the garden, the girls took care of eye baby.
We’re still having to feed her with the modified bottled, and she eats from it voraciously – and if we’re not fast enough, she’ll try to eat our fingers!
Then her eyes get washed and treated, and she gets set out in the sunroom for the day.
By the time I was heading back inside, that was all done, so of course I was keeping an eye out for her.
I have no idea which litter that black and white kitten is part of, or who its mama is, but it’s one of the ones that is a bit less skittish, and likes to hang out in the sun room.
After I finished with the morning routine, I headed out early to meet with the Cat Lady, so I could do some shopping – and window shopping – in advance. This time, I took the route through my mother’s town, as I wanted to get gas, then stop at the feed store to pick up cat food – and pay the difference from the last time I was there. That was when I bought a 20 pound bag of cat food, not noticing that the stitching on the top had come loose, and ended up spilling it all over the floor when I hoisted the bag on my shoulder!
I’m glad I left early. The highway is still being resurfaced; right now they’re at the stage of adding fresh oil over the new chips that were laid down. It’s looking fantastic! However, I did end up getting stopped on the highway to wait for the pilot truck, which ensures traffic doesn’t go above 60kph/37mph over the newest section.
Once I got through that area and into town, I was very happy to see that the gas prices had dropped. The last time I saw them in the town closest to us, it was $149.9/L, while the town my mother is in is always a penny higher – but now it was $140.9/L (On my way home, I took the alternate route to avoid construction, and the gas station I would have gone to otherwise was still at $149.9/L.) So that was a nice surprise.
When I stopped at the feed store, asked to get a 40lb bag of cat food, then asked about paying the difference between the 20 and 40 pound bags, explaining what happened. That’s when I heard a voice coming from the office behind him saying, nope! It was the same guy from last time that said to give me a 40lb bag when the 20lb bag spilled! He would not hear of my paying the difference, and said that it was not an uncommon problem.
As we were talking, I asked if they had any lysine. I explained a bit about trying to find bulk quantities, like for horses – I know they come in 2lb and 4lb buckets. I said I haven’t found a local supplier, and my attempts to buy some online failed at the border for some reason. He didn’t have any, but they made a note and will look into it. He might be able to get some for me.
After I paid for the kibble, the guy behind the desk came out to grab a bag for me from the adjoining building and loaded it in the truck for me. He made a comment about how that will last me a while. I said, about a week. He was shocked to hear that, so I told him we are caring for a colony. I don’t know how many we have right now, but in the winter, we’ve had a high of 33 (at least, that’s what I can remember right now). His jaw literally dropped!
I didn’t even mention the 22 we currently have inside! They need more variety in kibble than the outside cats, since they can’t supplement with hunting, so they won’t be getting feed store kibble.
Oh, while I was paying for the kibble, the guy behind the counter wondered out loud if I had a card.
Card?
It turns out the feed supplier has a deal where, if you buy a dozen bags of feed, you get one free. So they keep a Rolodex type organizer of cards for people, and made up a new one for me.
All the more reason to stock up on kibble for the outside cats from here! A 40lb bag is $60, and it won’t take us long to reach a dozen, if we buy there regularly. I’ll still be getting some from Costco, etc. for the inside cats, but I’d much rather get four 40lb bags at a time here, than eight 20lb bags at Costco.
That done, I headed to the smaller city and had time to do some shopping (more on that later) before meeting the Cat Lady, and three of her daughters. She had the antibiotics for eye baby – and a cat carrier! She got it as a donation. It’s an unusual one, triangular in shape, that folds down flat. Not something that can hold any of the heavier cats, but perfect for kittens and light cats.
(David has already claimed it.)
As we talked, she told me that Button is doing very well on the antibiotics, even though it’s only been a couple of days. She said they flushed his ears while at the vet, and there was a lot of black coming out of there, then treated him for eat mites. Now his hearing is back! So that is more good news, as they thought the hearing loss might be permanent. His appetite picked up as well, which is very encouraging.
As we were talking, I found out more about The Wolfman’s eye injury. It is fully recovered, but all I’d heard until now was that they figured the injury was some sort of blunt force trauma. Either he ran into something, fell onto something, or something fell onto his eye. My only guess is that he fell off of something. We can’t think of anything else.
Well, it seems that, even after the eye was healing and the swelling was gone, it was still leaking a lot. Then, about a week or two later, while getting checked, they found something had been pushed out of his eye as it healed! The vet said it looked like a nail (as in, from a cat’s claw), but she thinks it looked more like a sliver of wood. Either way, once that was removed, the eye stopped leaking.
Go figure!
That makes the cause of his injury even more of a mystery. A piece of claw I can understand, though that wouldn’t cause the blunt force trauma injury, but a sliver of wood? From what? With that one, unfortunately, there are too many possibilities, but not with blunt force trauma, too!
The Wolfman, meanwhile, has asserted his dominance over the other cats in the household! This is very different from our place, but he was brought in as a tiny ball of fluff with a dislocated shoulder, so he was too young to assert any sort of dominance in the pecking order here. Once in a new home, I guess that changed things for him!
He is also terrible for stealing drumsticks off of roasted chickens and turkeys!
The Cat Lady has gotten very familiar with the butcher at a particular grocery store, and they let her know when, for example, whole chickens are available for about $4 a bird. Normally, a whole chicken is about $16-$18, at least! When they’re super cheap like that, it becomes less expensive to feed the cats freshly roasted chicken than cat food. It’s the same with other types of meat and seafood; typically, when things are very close to their best-by date, they mark them down dramatically, and put on an “enjoy tonight” sticker to let people know they need to be cooked right away. Ideal for feeding the cats – but something we can’t take advantage of, because we live too far from the city.
Meanwhile, along with the medication, the cat carrier, and a couple of rings of turkey garlic sausage she got for just pennies a ring, so she bought over 30 of them (they had a cash back deal that allowed her to buy more cat food. 😄), she gave us a small bag of kibble. It hadn’t been opened yet, except that The Wolfman and chewed his way through the side of the bag, so it was taped up. 😄
It was great to get together with the Cat Lady. She is so awesome!
I’m also glad I brought an extra ice pack, and was able to split things up a bit to make sure the medication was kept cold. The fridge and freezer stuff I had were in the cab of the truck, so I could keep the AC going, too. It was way too hot to have anything like that in the box of the truck!
I just checked the weather again. When I started writing this, we had cooled down to 25C/77F. We’re now back up to 27C/81F! At least we’re now expecting some light showers this evening. That will give the garden some relief!
I’m not complaining, though. As unpleasant as I’m finding the heat and humidity, I’ll take this as long as we can get it, and be thankful for it, just for the garden!
I don’t know that the outside cats would agree with me, though. When I head outside, I find them splayed out in any shade they can get, all over the place!
Speaking of which, it’s almost time for my evening rounds, and I’ve got one more post to write…
Today, we were expected to reach a high of 28C/82F, so I wanted to make sure to give the garden a deep watering early in the morning, before things got hot. I’m glad we did, because we seem to have reached 30C/86F, with the humidex closer to 35C/95F!
I’m so glad I remembered to grab ice packs before I headed out today.
Anyhow…
After the garden was watered, I did some harvesting, and this is what I gathered.
There was a single patty pan ready to harvest. I mightily resisted picking the one Magda squash we have right now, but I decided to let it get bigger. There’s one zucchini that looks like it’s going to reach a harvestable size soon, too.
There was a nice handful of the Royal Burgundy bush beans (bottom right corner in the bin, as well as the longer Carminat pole beans. There was a single San Marzano tomato to pick, plus a whole two Chocolate Cherry tomatoes – the first of the season! I went ahead and harvested a few more Uzbek golden carrots as well. I think the next harvest will be the last of them, except for the ones gone to seed.
I always second guess myself when it comes to harvesting corn. I’ve heard it said, you can tell they’re ready when the silks are dried up, but I’ve harvested them at that stage and found immature cobs. It’s also suggested to tear through the husks to actually see the kernels, but if the cob isn’t ready, that leaves it with an opening where moisture and insects can get in.
This morning, I found one corn stalk broken at the cob, as if something tried to pull it down. Raccoons are notorious for cleaning out an entire corn patch at peak ripeness, but I don’t think a raccoon did this. I would expect more damage from a raccoon. Still, since the cob was above the broken stem, I shucked it and it was perfectly ripe.
Yes, I ate it raw, and it was deliscious.
So I went ahead and picked more that I thought might also be ripe. Happily, when I shucked them at the compost pile, I found they were all ripe. I ended up putting them in the oven to roast along with something else, and they were absolutely fantastic!
Yukon Chief is definitely a variety worth growing again!
I have a different short season variety to try next year, so we’ll be able to compare, but with how super short the Yukon Chief’s growing season is, it already has an extra point going for it. Once we decide on a variety we like that grows well here, we will start saving seeds. By then, we should have more space to dedicate to growing corn, too.
It’s nice to finally be having some decent sized harvests this year! I honestly did not thing we would be getting any bush beans at all, so to have both bush and pole beans to harvest is just icing on the cake!
I’m glad I set up shop in the shade of the garage to work on this, because even in there, it got so very hot!
I got progress done on the isolation shelter, but also discovered some things I neglected to take into account. I am definitely getting tires, though, as I made some pretty silly goofs today, too. Nothing that couldn’t be worked around, but still… Yikes!
I won’t be able to do much on it over the next few days, though. I will be heading out over the next three days, and while I might have time to do something before I have to leave, I don’t want to be getting covered in paint or sawdust or getting all sweaty before I need to go out in public!
Anyhow.
The first thing I needed to work on today was adding the verticals. They are not needed, structurally, but they will be needed to attach things to, whether it’s a door or access panel, or to support the welded wire, etc.
I’m not going to go into too much detail right now, but gosh, some of them were a pain to put in! I had painted the cut ends, and on a couple of them, I had to sand the paint off to get them to fit. In others. I actually had to use the miter saw to shave off some of the wood.
I did want them to be very snug, and most of them were. I used a piece of scrap wood and a hammer on some of them, to tap them into place without damaging them.
Then I had to cut out a chunk from the floor board that was to go against the back wall.
I don’t really have the tools to do that properly, but I managed.
That was my first goof.
I measured out the hole to fit around the vertical, forgetting that the board was not intended to fit flush with the back, but flush against the next board. So I ended up cutting a deeper opening than needed.
Ah, well. It’ll still work.
After setting the long floor boards across the back half of the shelter, I realized something else I didn’t take into account. I’d added an extra, narrower, board that straddled the center line, with the vertical 2×4 placed in the middle, the 1×4 boards fit exactly in between the new vertical and the outside frame.
The long, narrow board could no longer fit.
A 1×4 could fit, but there was nothing to support it at the vertical.
After debating it for a while, I ended up attaching one of the triangle blocks I’d made out of regular 2x4s (not the true to size 2x4s) and attached it to the horizontal bar, to support a floor board, and I just had to cut one of the pre-painted boards a bit shorter. That worked out fine.
But I was then left with a gap.
If I cut a new floor board to fit the space between the two “floor joists”, I’d have to just barely trim off a bit at one end, to fit around the corner post. That would leave a gap between the frame and the front horizontal piece. Or the wide board was cut to fit between the frame could still be added, with a corner cut out to fit around the front vertical piece, but that would leave a gap between it and the next floor board.
At that point, I decided to leave it and work on other things while I decided what to do next.
Which was to make a shelf.
I had a short length of true-to-size 2×4 that I could cut in half with opposing 45° angles to make shelf brackets.
I had piece of 1×8 board that I’d brought from the barn some time ago, with plans to make a shelf against the garage wall. It was pretty damaged and needed to be scrubbed down with water. I was able to cut a 4′ length, and the most damaged part will be the underside.
At that point, I decided to leave a large gap in the floor at the front, but to add a small shelf under it that a cat could use to access the second level like a step. So I cut a piece to fit, and will use a couple of 2×4 triangle blocks to support it.
Then, since I had to wait for the board I scrubbed to dry in the sun, I started working on the “nesting box”.
I measured the space under the shelf that will go across the back, as I wanted to make the box to fit under the shelf. It was 11 inches, so I decided to make the box 10.5 inches tall.
I took some of the 12.5″ long pallet wood pieces I cut yesterday, picking out the least damaged ones, and cut them to 10.5 inches. The longer pallet wood pieces are 13.5 inches, so that would be the length of the board.
After some consideration, I decided to make the box 3 of these boards deep. I had some scrap 1x2s and I cut a bunch to match the width of 3 boards to be used as cross pieces. I was going to make 3 short sides and two long top and bottoms, so I cut 8 cross pieces. The idea is that the cross pieces would be on the outside, and rigid insulation would be cut to fit in between them.
I started by using cross pieces to join the shorter boards using glue and nails. All those finishing nails I’d sorted out of the pile the cats spilled on the garage floor came in handy, but I had to watch not to grab any that were too long – after accidentally nailing it to the table with my very first nail!
After the two side pieces were done, I was going to do the same thing with the 13.5″ pieces, but realized I could just attach them across the top and bottom of the short pieces, using the same cross pieces.
Which worked perfectly fine…
Except…
Yeah, I goofed.
With the longer pieces attached this way, the whole thing is now higher than will fit under the shelf.
No matter. It can still be used. It just won’t fit under the shelf across the back.
I also decided it will be a “summer” nesting box, and not have insulation added. I’ll make another one – this time, one that will actually fit under the shelf – another day.
By then, the shelf board was dry, so I painted the new pieces, as well as the shelf supports that were already attached, then went around finding spots to touch up. After the painting was done and put away, I added a back to the “nesting” box.
I still wasn’t sure how to do the front. This is supposed to be a closed up, cozy space for a nervous cat do feel secure in – but also fully accessible. After showing the photos to my husband, he suggested leather. He has some really thick leather that he isn’t able to use for the projects he had in mind that I can use. A piece cut large enough to cover the front, then cut into strips or flaps that a cat can easily push through, would work just fine!
The inside of the boxes will also get something soft put inside. We’ll just have to make sure whatever we put into the insulated box is breathable, since the insulation will hold in moisture as well as warmth.
Once the shelves and boxes are built, I need to work on the door and access panels. I took measurements of what will be the main door/ramp in the front, but I have absolutely nothing suitable to make it with. There was one thing I thought I could salvage, but it’s full of nails that won’t come out, and it’s not worth it to cut them, either. Of all the things I have that are large enough, they are too thick and heavy. I might have to get creative with the lath that I picked up, but that is really thin. For a door that will double as a ramp, it would break too easily, I think.
I’ll figure something out. I’ll have a few days to think about it. Since I’m going to meet with the Cat Lady in the nearer city tomorrow, I might do some window shopping and look for inspiration.
So that is my progress on the isolation shelter for today. I still have to track down some half inch welded wire for the open sides, and figure out what to use for access panels on the second level. What I’d really like to do for the upper level is enclose it more. The question is, how to do that, and still be able to see inside. None of the salvaged windows I’ve looked at will work. Ideally, I’d just use some Lexan or Optix (both handle UV light better than Plexiglass), but even Optix is pricey.
Ah, well. We’ll figure something out.
As long as it gets done before we start trapping cats for spays and neuters!
The Re-Farmer 