Today has been an actual day of rest, for a change. Which, for me, meant finally going some crafting. Something I find rejuvenating. Especially since I don’t get much opportunity to do crafts lately.
Heading outside for the morning routine wasn’t too bad, after yesterday. While chopping the ice out of the covered greenhouse water bowl, though, I noticed the warm water I put in it had clearly been draining out one side. I spotted a crack at the top, but it’s a double walled bowl, so I had to chip the ice away to see how far it went in case I could just put some aluminum tape over it or something. It turned out to be all the way to the base. After some searching, I found a metal replacement. Something that can won’t crack or shatter in the cold! I didn’t try to do a head count, but I did get a picture of this tower o’ kitties.
Those fluffy ones sure have plenty of natural insulation!
Once that was all done and I got settled inside with my crochet (working on this year’s hand made Christmas decorations), I lost all track of time. Before I knew it, it was almost 4pm. Sunset is just past 4:20pm this time of year, and I wanted to get the outside stuff done before it got dark.
It was -22C/-8F this morning, so I figured it would be a lot nicer out there at -15C/5F.
I was wrong.
That wind! I had to actually secure the sun room door open because it was being blown around so much. The wind chill turned out to be -35C/-31F, and boy was I feeling it!
Unfortunately, there was something else that I noticed, even as I was in the old kitchen, getting a bowl of kibble ready.
An odd smell.
It was in the sun room, too. Which brought up all sorts of unfortunate suspicions.
Sadly, this time, I was right. Looking past a kitten in the opening of their favourite cat cave, I could see little white paws. I knew right away, we’d lost that little white and grey kitten that had been so sick.
I had to actually get other kittens out of the cat cave first. I don’t think the poor thing was gone for long but, from what I could see, I would guess the cause was some sort of intestinal blockage. Which also accounted for the odd smell. Poor baby! It hadn’t been thriving and, to be honest, this is not a surprise, but it still hurts. I couldn’t even bury it, because the ground is frozen, so it went into the branch pile for cremation.
None of the other cats and kittens show signs of being sick like this one was, so hopefully this means we won’t have a repeat anytime soon.
We’ll be getting some relief from the bitter cold over the next few days. In fact, the high forecast of Tuesday (the day after tomorrow) has just changed from 0C/32F to 2C/36F! The long range forecast has completely shifted. Before, it was saying that it would be milder around Christmas, potentially going above freezing. Now, Christmas is expected to be colder, while the days around New Year’s are supposed to be just a few degrees below freezing.
I’m headed to my mother’s tomorrow, and will spending most of the day doing her deep cleaning and getting her apartment ready for Christmas. She seems to be feeling better, and is certainly behaving better, since her blow up on Friday.
I spoke with the home care coordinator that day, about how my mother was, and she followed up with my mother, too. I also got a call from the scheduler, telling me they only had a male available for her bed time assist. I wasn’t going to be able to come in to do it, so I gave the go ahead for him to cover my mother’s bed time meds, with the understanding that he wasn’t going to be doing any of her other assists that the ladies do for her. I called my mother to let her know, and she was good with that. When It talked to my mother yesterday, she told me that guy came for her supper time med assist, said he was going to be back later, but never showed up for her bed time meds. That lead to another conversation about how no, they are not allowed to just leave her next meds out for her so they don’t have to come back later. We’ve gone over this so often, and she just refused to accept their limitations.
She had called me last night to tell me the supper time assist hadn’t shown up either, but she arrived while we were talking on the phone. I didn’t take a picture of her newest schedule, unfortunately, but based on what my mother had told me, the home care worker showed up an hour late.
Hmm. Looking at tomorrow’s forecast, we’re supposed to be warmer than today, but with higher, gusting winds. I’m going to have to be careful on the highway to my mother’s.
Once I’m there, I can finally get a chance to really talk to her and see if I can get a clearer idea of what she means when she says she’s not feeling well. It’s frustrating that she says she needs a doctor, but refuses to use her Lifeline so they can get her to a hospital.
We’ll see how that goes.
Until then, I’m going to try not to worry about losing more yard kittens for a while.
The Re-Farmer
The Re-Farmer 