Considering what time I made my last post, I’d say it was an excellent start to the day – we have a toilet that flushes again, and it’s still flushing. 😄 In fact, it’s working better than ever.
We have got to find more of that bio stuff!!! If I can’t find it locally again, I’m even willing to Amazon it.
I should call the plumber back and leave another message, saying we don’t have an urgent need for him to come out anymore. Getting that main drain pipe cleared still needs to be done, but it can wait a bit.
It’s still rather chilly out there, but we’re supposed to reach a high of 4C/39F this afternoon. With a bit more melting, we should be able to drive into the yard again, which means finally being able to load up the truck and do a dump run. The dump is open tomorrow, and highs are supposed to drop below freezing again after today (so much for the long range forecasts have highs above zero for the rest of the month!), which means our skating rink driveway is going to have a fresh layer of ice on it. At least it’s not the roads! There are some patches, of course, but for the most part, the gravel roads are clear of snow and ice.
I didn’t bring our water jugs to do our refills when I did my mother’s shopping yesterday, so I’m debating going into town today. The thing is, I’m going to meet up with the Cat Lady with Ginger some time this week – she’s not sure what day she can meet me, yet, but assures me it’ll be this week. Hopefully, they won’t have any more disasters like losing part of their roof in the high winds we got a few days ago! Since I’ll be meeting her at a half way point that’s close to a Canadian Tire, I would rather wait until then. Their refills are almost half the price as locally, plus they have a sanitizing station for the insides of the jugs. If we manage to do a dump run tomorrow, though, I might just combine trips. We’ll see.
I don’t mind hanging onto Ginger a bit longer, but he’s still being harassed and bullied, so the sooner he can be adopted out, the better.
*sniff*
Speaking of cats, check out this crowd at feeding time this morning.
If you look closely at the black and white cat on the left (Adam), you can see something in her fur. That’s a big matt of burrs! She also has some stuck in her tail. Yesterday evening, the tip of her tail was actually stuck to the burrs on her hip!
The problem is, like all the other females (including the three around her), they won’t let us near them. Even Junk Pile, who for a short time came to me for cuddles after she lost her litter, won’t let me touch her anymore.
Today, however, I had some success with Adam!
While she was eating on the roof, I came up behind her and put my hand on her back. Normally, she’d notice me and run off before I could touch her. This time, she was startled and looked at me, but then kept eating. So I started giving her shoulder rubs – and she let me! For a little while, at least. Then she moved out of reach. No matter! That was the most contact we’ve managed to get with her, ever!
In the back, on the right, you can see a tuxedo. That’s another one we can’t get near, so I’m assuming it’s female, too. That’s the one with one damaged eye. I was able to get a fairly clear view of it this morning, and half of the pupil is looking brownish now. I suspect that eye will be lost. The cat doesn’t seem to be in any discomfort, but cats are weird that way. I remember when we had Ginger in the sun room, waiting for his appointment to remove his leg, and Ginger was rolling around on the floor, leg flopping and bending all over the place, like it was nothing!
Speaking of eyes…
We need to keep an eye on the Wolfman (formerly Pom Pom). Yesterday, the girls noticed one of his eyes was red and had swelling around it. I haven’t been able to get a look at him today. It’ll take two people to check it out properly, and maybe apply some eye drops, or assess if this is going to require a vet trip.
My daughter also asked me to keep an eye out for one of the “printer babies”. That’s the term they use for all the white and grey cats, collectively, since they can be so hard to tell apart. When she was dumping out the cat litter behind the outhouse, she saw one through the trees, hop-walking while keeping one back leg off the ground. I hadn’t seen anything like that when I fed them last night, nor did I see any limping or favouring of limbs this morning, so I hope that whatever was bothering the cat healed up. The alternative explanation is, I’m simply not seeing that cat at all.
Well, I got a bit of good news from my husband, while I was writing this! He tried looking up the drain maintenance stuff on Amazon, but only found another brand. It was marketed as “green”, but I couldn’t see anything on the label about what was in it that made it work. I didn’t throw away the empty bottle of the stuff we used, so he was able to look it up by brand. It turns out another branch of the hardware store I bought it from has plenty in stock. It’s only an extra 10 minute drive away – and the dump is about 1/3rd of the way there, so it would be convenient to keep on going, after stopping at the dump.
If I can get the truck into the yard tomorrow. We really, really need to do a dump run, but the path to the garage is even more slippery now than ever!
Driver is putting full weight on that foot, and he’s no longer limping! He even followed me around while I was doing my rounds, running ahead, flinging himself to the ground and rolling in the snow.
I only counted about 23 or 25 yard cats this morning, but one of them was Judgement. He was hanging out in the sunroom again, and looking just fine. I wasn’t able to check his nethers to see how things were healing up, but he did allow me to pet him.
As for the indoor cats, Wolfman is behaving as if nothing happened. Beast is behaving normally, too, but has been avoiding me more. Tissue is still mad at me, even as she cuddles against my legs at night. PBC has been running away and hiding more. I think a couple of the other cats have been less than welcoming, and she’s nervous. She hasn’t allowed me to pet her lately. She is, however, exploring the house, and the girls have found her upstairs. We will still keep the basement door closed, at least until she’s healed up. We don’t want her getting her incision infected, dragging her belly on the floor while exploring under shelves. She’s all over the place! Meanwhile, Butterscotch barely even goes out the door and into the hallway at feeding time. The little one is much more willing to check things out, while the grand old lady just wants to sleep in my pants shelf all day. 😁
As much as we need to keep trying to find homes for all these beasts, and they’re eating us out of house and home, I sure do love them dearly!
Shortly before 6:30 am, I got the girls to try and get Shop Towel into the big carrier in the sun room while I got the others into the smaller carriers. They made sure to put on jackets and gloves to protect themselves from getting clawed! It didn’t work, so we ended up snagging Judgement.
By the time we got them all set up (Tissue started to panic as soon as she saw the carriers lined up on my bed!), the gate open (the slide bar was frozen in place by recent rain), and the carriers into the truck, it was almost 7 am. Road conditions were good and the drive went well. It was still full dark when I left, but full light when I got to the clinic, about 10 minutes before the 8am drop off time.
I was the first one there, which I appreciated, since it gave me time to warn them about Tissue and Judgement, both of whom tried to tear their way out of the carriers during the drive out. I never saw which one it was, but from the smell, one of the cats had a stress poop along the way. 😞
After the paperwork was done, I paid for two, then hung out until the Cat Lady arrived. She called ahead to say she was going to be a bit later than expected. Muffin has had all her teeth removed, so they had to force feed her, since her gums are not healed yet. Her husband tried to hold Muffin wrapped in a towel, but she got out. The Cat Lady got clawed up, and even got bit – or should I say, gummed – on her palm. It all took far longer than expected, and in the end, she had to leave her husband to try and finish feeding her.
We’ve been talking about getting that fluffy tortie – now called Peanut Butter Cup, or PBC – adopted out. She needed to get back to me about whether or not she could take PBC today or not. She recently took in three rescued males; they’d been dumped near a farm, and the farmer didn’t want cats, so he never fed them. Which isn’t too bad in the summer, but in the winter, hunting is very lean. So she’s treating them for worms while getting them carefully fed to get to a healthy weight before she can put them up for adoption.
The good thing is, she now has a completely separate, heated shed that she can use for cases like this!
She said she would get back to me within an hour or so to let me know about taking PBC right away or not.
Once we connected and she took care of the bill for the other three cats, she passed on some donated supplies for us. Several cat beds, blankets and a fluffy towel, a new litter box, some cat food and treats, and a cat-size hard sided carrier. The carrier is missing most of the wing nuts to hold the two halves together, but I’m sure I can find new ones, somewhere.
After that, I could finally go for some breakfast and hang out until I got a call to pick up the cats. I ended up just going to a nearby Walmart, with a McDonald’s inside, because not much else was open, yet. Plus, it gave me a chance to do a bit of shopping, since I was there, anyhow. I ended up getting a larger, covered litter box. Eventually, I want to replace all our open litter boxes with covered ones, but they have to be larger. The one smaller one I have in my room doesn’t get used as much, and I think it’s mostly because of the size. Most of the adult cats don’t seem to like it, though they’ll use the one big one we already have, just fine. That one has three broken latches, so it needs to be replaced, too. We’ll see how the cats do with this one before getting more.
I did hear back from the Cat Lady, letting me know she would not be taking PBC quite yet. She’s going to focus on getting the three starved and sick males she took in. Once she has the space again, she’ll take PBC and Ginger, with a priority on getting Ginger adopted to a calm home, where he won’t be bullied by other cats.
I’m pretty pragmatic about saying goodbye to the cats, but just thinking about adopting out Ginger gets me a bit choked up. I’m going to hate saying goodbye to him, but he really deserves a better situation. Frankly, I’d rather adopt out the bullies, but they’d be much harder to place than him!
I ended up getting a call from the vet shortly after 11, letting me know they were ready for pick up. Really fast! They probably didn’t even start surgeries until 9 am, at the earliest.
The Beast was in the soft sided carrier, so she got the front seat.
The other carriers stacked up securely in the back.
I think Judgement was done last, as he was still pretty groggy. Wolfman was, surprisingly, the most desperate to get out of his carrier. He almost knocked his carrier right off of Tissue’s! He and Beast where the most alert and active. PBC was quite calm on the drive home. Tissue, while still pretty groggy, was clearly in half-panic mode.
The drive home was… interesting!
As soon as I was outside the city, I was driving into light snowfall. The further north and west I drove, the heavier the snow. By the time I was in the final stretch of highway from my mother’s town, the snowfall was heavy, the highway was covered, and visibility was poor! It was light, fluffy snow. The sort of snow I could appreciate as being very beautiful – once I was no longer driving in it!
I was very glad to get home, that’s for sure.
Once we got them inside, the carriers were all stacked on my bed to start with. I made sure there was food and water in the sun room, along with a couple of new beds for the outside cats, before putting Judgement in the carrier in. I set a bowl of food inside with him, and the heated water bowl was just outside the carrier, then left the carrier door mostly closed, so he could come out whenever he felt ready to.
Tissue was starting to try and tear her way out of the carrier by the time I got back. We put food out for the other cats to lure them away, then food in my room – with the door closed – before letting them out of the carriers. Normally, they should have been left in the carriers longer, but we didn’t want them to hurt themselves. Tissue was still in panic mode. Strangely, Wolfman was pretty wired up, too! The Beast actually stayed in her carrier and had to be persuaded out. The problem with the soft sided carrier is that other cats try to climb on top, and don’t care if there’s a cat inside, getting squished!
I wanted to leave my door open, but we had concerns that PBC would end up hiding somewhere in the basement. So, after making sure not cats were in the basement, I closed the door.
It’s a good thing we got extra litter boxes because, with the door closed, they no longer have access to the litter boxes down there!
The new litter boxes are now set up.
It’s getting hard to find space for litter boxes.
So far, all seems well. We do have a few cats that are growling at PBC, but most of them are pretty laid back out there being a new cat in the house. We did keep her closed up in my room for the night. To make it easier for fasting, we put all the food bowls away, so there was no need to close up any other cats. Which meant I was getting up many times during the night, opening and closing my door as the night wore on. They were looking for the food bowls. Finding another cat in the process was far less interesting to them! On top of that, PBC tried exploring my room, which meant things getting knocked down that needed to be picked up.
I got next to no sleep. It’s all I can do to not go back to bed right now, but if I do that, I’ll really mess myself up!
The usual cats have hissed at PBC. Fenrir, of course. Big Rig. Meanwhile, Cheddar and our old grandma were all ready to start grooming her, though she only allowed sniffing. When it comes to human attention, though, she is quite enjoying the pets. Still not keen on being picked up, but starts purring almost instantly when we pet her! She’s going to love being an indoor cat. Whoever adopts her is going to get a real long haired beauty!
As I’ve been writing this, I’ve been able to keep an eye on her. She’s made no effort to leave my room, yet, and I’ve seen her eating, which is good.
I’ll feel much better once I’ve seen her use a litter box, though! 😂
So, that’s five more done. No more inside cats need to be fixed. We can now focus entirely on the outside cats.
Little by little, it’s getting done!
The only problem is, without being able to do the females right away, we’re going to be dealing with more kittens before we can get much progress!
Yyo. I’m still blogging with my phone. Please forgive any typos I miss!
With the constant restarting, followed by the screen saying to check our Wi-Fi, and no way to bypass it, we tried something different.
My husband had suggested setting the computer up in the living room, where the Orbi signal boosting device is located.
There was no way I was going to haul everything over to do that.
So,,my husband brought the device to my room, instead.
The risk of that is twofold. One, the log walls of my room could affect its ability to improve signal to other parts of the house and two, my room is not a cat free zone. The risk of the device being pulled down, knocked over, etc. was much higher. We ended up setting it on the top of my wall shelf, so it’s now just the power cord that needs to be watched out for.
Did it work?
Well… sort of?
We dud a hard shut down to set things up. When I turned it on again, it went back to where it left off – this machine behaves as if it was in sleep mode, rather than powered down – when through the first part of the loop, got to the “Just a moment…” screen…
…and stayed there.
I left it and went to bed. Of course, I couldn’t sleep, so I checked it frequently. No change.
I finally fell asleep, and when I got uo this morning, there was still no change!
I went to do my morning rounds, and when I got back, there was finally a change.
It was off.
I turned it back on, and it went straight to the “Just a moment…” screen.
Then it restarted.
Since then, it has restarted itself and gone through the loop 5 or 6 times in the last hour.
I dud call the customer support number, but they aren’t open in California, yet. I left a message, asking for a call back. With the time zones, they won’t be open for almost another hour from the time I’m writing this.
What I hope is happening is that the computer is finding updates, downloading them, installing them, then restarting. After restarting, it finds another update, and goes through the process again.
The problem is that “Why did my PC restart?” screen. That screen is always part of the loop, which tells me there is a Wi-Fi problem.
Also, there is no other information. No download status bars. No installation status bars. Just “checking for updates” followed by “just a moment…” and then the restart.
I would expect it would take a while to find , download and install updates. I have NEVER had it take this long. We’re at almost 20 hours of this, at the time I’m writing this post.
It’s gotten to the point that I am considering setting up my old computer in the l8ving room and using the TV as a monitor. We have spare keyboards, though not ergonomic ones, and I’m using the new mouse on the new computer, so the old mouse is available. I just don’t know if we have a spare HDMI cable to attach the TV as a monitor. My husband might have one.
Oh, look at that.
The computer is restarting itself again.
*sigh*
Meanwhile…
Temperatures have been dropping since yesterday after, and a light snow started. My highway conditions group has been very busy. Everything is incredibly slippery, with several reports of vehicles in ditches, and at least one very major accident. People were reporting the need to drive at very low speeds, and advising others to stay at home, if at all possible. The high winds were causing many problems, too.
This morning, the snow had stopped where we are, and there was only a light layer on top of the frozen slush. I’m very glad we don’t need to go anywhere today. I hear the sand crews are out, so when it’s time to go to the vet with 5 cats tomorrow things should be safer. I still plan to leave very early, and expect to be taking it slow.
I counted about 30 or 31 cats outside, this morning. Nineteen, just in the sunroom.
Driver, here, is still not using that front leg. It doesn’t stop him from jumping up to the cat house roof, though! I am really unhappy that we can’t take him to the vet.
After he ate and seemed to want attention, I picked him up and cuddled him fir a bit. He was nervous, so I took him into the shelter of the sunroom and gently put him down.
Which, for some reason, caused all the other cats to explode in all directions, which also caused Driver to panic and bolt out of the sunroom, then squeeze his fluffy bulk under the kibble house.
I have no idea what trigged all that!
The ground under the kibble house is coveted by a sheet of rigid insulation, with another under the floor panels above, so that’s a good spot for cats to be. He was still under there, when I finished my rounds.
Tonight, we will grab that fluffy tortie and bring her inside for her overnight fast. Hopefully, in the morning, Sad Face will be around, and we’ll be able to get him in the big carrier. The carrier is already in the sum room, so the cats are used to it. If we can’t get Sad Face, there are many friendly males we can bring in, instead.
I have a sinking feeling, though, that if we bring that fluffy tortie in, we won’t be able to let her outside again. She will need more recovery time than a male, and with the sunroom bring used as winter shelter, it’s not available as an isolation ward.
Unless the Cat Lady is able to take her. The rescue is paying for three of the five cats. She thought the tortie might be easier to adopt, but I don’t know if she got any responses, or was even able to share the picture. I’ll have to ask her about that, today.
We shall see. It would be good if all three littles went off for adoption, rather than coming back here!
I was able to pick him up early. He was completely quiet the entire time, from the clinic to bringing him into the house.
Then, as I went to park the truck, my daughter let him out of the carrier, and he went into overdrive. Not the reaction to expect from a still sedated cat! He was running all over the place!
He also had a whole series of cats following along, trying to sniff his remaining nibby bits as he ran around.
He has finally calmed down and, as I write this, is wandering around the dining room.
While at the clinic, I remembered to go through the list of cats they have on file with us. Some have been adopted, while others have disappeared or passed on. Turns out they had Potato Beetle as two cats – Potato, and Beetle! 😆
While at the counter, one of the staff came by and asked where we found Soot Sprite, and whereabouts we live. I was a bit confused by the question, and just said, in our yard. She was wondering if we were missing a kitten that looks like Soot Sprite. She recently found one!
It turns out, she is a neighbor! She lives off a road a mile north of us, so she takes a paved road, another mile north, to get to her place, rather than the gravel road past our place, So while we live on the same cross road, she has never gone past the intersection near us. I would have driven past where she is, but all the houses along there are hidden by trees, so I only have an idea of her geographical location.
I mentioned we have a lot of black cats this time around, and that the number of cats outside at our place ranges from about 23 to 37, so I couldn’t know if any wandered further her way. Now that I think about it, though, she did say she’d found a kitten like Soot Sprite. Any kittens his size and age have been staying close to the house. My guess is, it would be from another farm out her way.
Though it probably has the same daddy that produced so many mostly black cats at our place!!
Unfortunately, while paying for the neuter and claiming Soot Sprite, I completely forgot to ask her name. That’s not a problem, though. We’ll be back there again, often enough. They take good care of our felines!
We have 3 kittens that did not go for the spay day last time, as they were too small. Two male and one female, all siblings.
This was Pom Pom. We now call him the Wolfman. He looks like he’s going to be a big, shaggy boy! He’s already the same size as the older kittens and Toni.
I don’t know where Soot Sprite is right now, but he is still tiny, like their sister.
We call her The Beast, now.
The problem is, the boys are starting to… practice, shall we say… on The Beast. She hasn’t had her first heat, so there are no concerns in that regard… yet. But we need to act soon.
I got an estimate from the local vet, and ti get both males done, including extras like nail trimming, etc, will be just under $340. Which is what one female would cost. Without the extras, it’ll save us a few bucks.
Meanwhile, I asked the Cat Lady about the next cheap spay day. I got a response today.
They have one for this month, but they are booked solid. The next is Feb. 10. They will do males, but want at least one female in a group, since population control is the goal. These are only $75 per cat, with just the surgery and, if needed, treatment fir ear mites. No wellness check, tattoo or anything else. They just do as many cats as they can. This is on a day the clinic is closed, and the staff all volunteer their time to allow it to be so inexpensive.
I called the local clinic to book our indoor males, but to do both would be more than a month from now. I could book one next week. So I did that. We will bring Soot Sprite in. He may be the smaller one, but he’s been the more… active… one. So he is the priority.
I’ve since asked the Cat Lady to book us fir at least three cats in February. We’ll do The Wolfman and The Beast, plus Tissue. Doing Tissue is a risk, considering what happened before, but with us bringing her in, she might not panic so much. If possible, we will also snag the fluffy tortie from outside.
This clinic tries to have these spay days once a month, though, so if we can start trapping female yard cats, we might be able to start getting them in, too.
I don’t know how much of this the rescue can cover, though. Donations are lean, with so many people struggling just to pay the bills and feed themselves. I have to assume we will be covering it, ourselves. Or, should I say, my daughter probably will be. Hopefully, she will have plenty of commissions!
I got a call to pick up the cats shortly before 11:30am. I was told they’d be in the room I dropped them off in, with post op care instructions. When I got there, I didn’t even see anyone! They had several other cats waiting for pick up, too, so they were really going through them, assembly-line style!
Normally, the cats would have stayed at the clinic for observation for several hours first, but that part was to be done at home. Today was just grab and go!
In the instructions, it was recommended to keep them in the carriers for a few hours, though the risk was from possible injury if they jumped down from somewhere. Since we are keeping them isolated in my room, we let them out right away, and will let them out into the rest of the house later on.
The carriers fit very well in the truck, and I didn’t even have to remove our emergency supplies or collection of hard sided grocery bags.
Once at home, Toni didn’t really want to leave her carrier at all! Even with kittens came in with her. In the end, she didn’t leave until David was allowed in the room, and he decided to go in. Not into the biggest carrier next to her that he could fit comfortably in. Nooo… He went into one of the smaller carriers and squeezed her right out!
She is now curled up on the heat vent.
They seem to be recovering very well! I’ve had to stop Mitzy and Clarence from licking their surgical site too much, but not often enough for it to be an issue. Most are being very playful right now. Oh!!! I just had to stop Shadow, who was on top of one of the soft sided carriers, clawing away at it. It turns out Tin Whistle is inside, jammed against the back where the door is still zipped closed and holding it up. These carriers collapse if their doors – one at each end – are zipped up. So basically, he had her trapped in there and was trying to get at her from outside, and she’s just staying hunkered down in the carrier, contentedly ignoring him. 😄
The good thing is, I am home to see my brother. My SIL has already let me know he has stopped at a hardware store along the way, and then coming over to see why we have a leak in the bathroom ceiling.
I have no idea what he would be picking up, if he hasn’t found the cause of the problem. Unless… Oh! I see him on the security camera. I’ll have to follow up on that later!
All six carriers fit nicely in the back of the truck’s cab.
I took it slower for the first part of the drive. The roads are good, but I was watching the ditches as much as the road. At one point, I saw what I first thought was a dog or coyote on the road, but it turned out to be a small deer, with another already crossed and in the opposite ditch. It was starting to get lighter, which has a lot to do with why I didn’t see what I think were grouse, until they burst into flight in all directions.
I was one of those directions. One of them flew right into me! I have no idea how badly hurt the bird was.
Once I was parked, I checked my grill. A tuft of downy feathers was the only sign.
I got to the clinic just before 7:30. They open at 8, so I had time to check the front of the truck and message the Cat Lady. Then I saw a light on in the clinic. They have a side door next to the main doors, that opens directly into an examination room. That was the drop off location for today, as the clinic itself is otherwise closed. This is all a volunteer thing, so that’s why it’s so cheap.
After the cats were processed and I paid for 2, I went to wait for the Cat Lady. In that time, at least another dozen cats were dropped off! I had a chance to talk to the vet, and she said they were booked for about 50. Hopefully, there will be no no-shows!
I found out from the Cat Lady that this clinic is the only one that still does days like this for cats. Two big clinics in the city stopped. Vets aren’t willing to volunteer for them!
Our cats were going to be done first, after I mentioned where I drive in from, so I am staying in town until they call. Today is Remembrance Day, though, so most places are closed, or don’t open until 1pm. I’m sitting in a Tim Hortons right now, after getting breakfast.
My brother is coming to our place after Remembrance Day services to check on a drip in our bathroom ceiling. I will probably miss seeing him.
Meanwhile, I am quite happy with the truck. The gravel roads are not plowed, and it handled it well. The van probably would have been okay, but I would not want to take my mother’s car through it. The snow would be dragging against the undercarriage.
If all goes well, my next post will be about cats recovering at home!
After doing my searches for cat carriers at our local Walmarts, Canadian Tires, and even Peavey Mart and Princess Auto – both places I have never been to, and would be very dangerous for me to go to with money! – I finally decided it was worth ordering a couple of those clearance soft sided carriers.
We are supposed to get a mix of rain and snow today, but not until later on. While doing my morning rounds, it was so nice out, I decided I should place the order and arrange a pick up, since I needed to go to the city, anyhow.
I’ve never ordered anything online from Walmart before, so I set up an account and selected two black soft sided carriers. The two together came out to just under $22, so quite a good price. I made sure to arrange pick up at the nearer Walmart in the smaller, closer city, instead of delivery. All throughout, I was reading that delivery would be November 24 – assuming they even delivered to our area in the first place. Pick up, however, was to be done before November 24. Since we needed them for November 11, delivery wasn’t an option, anyhow. Also, I figured picking it up meant no shipping costs.
Then I went through the checkout.
With shipping, handling and taxes, the total came out to just over $53.
Oh, and it wouldn’t be ready for pick up until November 24.
Seriously???
Okay, considering the clearance price, even with the insane extra costs, it would still be cheaper to get the carriers this way. I would have been okay with that. However, it wasn’t until the order was completed that I saw it made no difference in when they would be ready for pick up. Turns out this isn’t something you’d find in the physical stores at all, I guess – which is what I understood I was looking at. As near as I could tell, they’d be shipped from China!
I cancelled the order immediately.
I still needed to go to town, however, so I figured I’d give it a go. I did find a small, hard sided carrier for about $30 at Canadian Tire – and there was one listed as still in stock at my location.
I found it.
They did have some others, but they either had fancy features (the top slides off to uncover the animal, rather than trying to pull a nervous animal out the door) or were sizes more appropriate for a medium sized dog. Interestingly, the hard sided carriers were all quite a bit cheaper than comparable sizes of soft sided carriers.
At least I was able to get the one carrier, along with a couple of bags of litter pellets.
Then it was across the street to the Walmart – however, there is an actual pet store in that area, so I decided to stop there, first.
They did have a good selection of carriers, including basic, hard sided, cat sized ones. The price was a bit much, though. I decided I would try the Walmart first, and if I couldn’t find one there, I’d come back for it.
I didn’t need to do that.
According to the website, this location did not have this carrier in stock at all. Nor any of the others I saw! They even had the slide out carrier, just like I saw at Canadian Tire, for quite a bit cheaper.
This one, however, was basically $30 – and the last one in stock. The only other one in this size was the slide out version. All the others were much bigger.
So now, we have two new carriers. With the hard and soft sides ones we have at home, including the one donated by the cat lady, we have the 6 carriers we need to bring the cats to the clinic for their cheap spay and neuter day. Yay!!!
Of course, I also got other things we needed, and a few extra. I’ve decided on what I will do for this year’s hand made Christmas decorations, and picked up a couple of skeins of yarn. A bright red with a sparkling metallic silver strand, and white. I would have gotten other colours, but there weren’t a lot of option. I remember when Walmart would get all sorts of cool Christmassy yarns and other craft material every year, but that pretty much stopped. Even the sparkly yarn I got wasn’t a Christmas yarn, but regular inventory. I’m not about to drive to a Michaels in the city, just for that, though. When it comes to craft stores, Michaels is pretty much all we’ve got, here in Canada. I have no problem with them. In fact, I used to teach crochet at one of them, years before moving out here. I just wish there was some competition! The closest to it would be from the various dollar-type stores, and they’re not much competition at all.
I’ll have to go through my stash of yarn and see if I’ve got something I can use as a contrasting yarn, that isn’t too fancy. I’ve got some gorgeous yarns that would do, but my hands are so rough from yard work, I can’t do anything with them. They stick to my fingers and I keep yanking the loops right off my hook. So I stick to very plain, medium weight acrylic yarns for now.
Anyhow.
I just realized I’ll probably need to get more fibre fill, too. No hurry on that part, though. I still have some left.
After I loaded the truck, I took the time to message the Cat Lady and let her know we had the carriers, so she no longer needed to try and find any to loan to us. She told me that she would be able to meet me at the vet that day, as she had donations of wet cat food for us. !! So sweet!
Then she told me, she just had to call 911.
She had been driving with her daughter when she saw some men “slamming down” a dog. She pulled over and was basically told it was not her concern. So she drove around a corner to a safe place to pull over and call the police. She then went to message her husband, who was at a job site and would not hear a phone call. That was they only reason she happened to be on her phone and saw my message come in.
What on earth is wrong with people? Someone who would do that to a dog would very likely have no issues doing the same to a person, either. I’m glad she was able to find someplace safe to call the police from. Her poor daughter must have been so incredibly upset to see that.
On top of that, they’re having problems with selling their house, so they can move into the one they bought. People are having trouble getting financing, and deals are falling through. With all that stress in her life, I so appreciate that she still manages to think of us and help us with the cats. Getting burned by so many others that she’s tried to help makes me even more appreciative. I wouldn’t blame her at all if she just threw in the towel and dropped the rescue entirely. She is just so amazing! I’m so glad we connected with her.
While on the subject of cats, I’m glad our new lysine order finally came in. I discovered one potential problem with it, though. This lysine is more granular. What we were getting before was a super fine powder. I dose the cats by tossing the kibble with a scoop of lysine to coat. There’s only so much that will stick to the kibble, but I am watching to see if we’re loosing too much of it into the container, rather than onto the kibble. So far, it doesn’t seem to be any more than what I saw with the fine powder.
Some of the kittens are starting to get gooey eyes, so the lysine will be very helpful for that. One little black fluff ball, with a tiny white bib – slightly bigger and fluffier than its sibling, Soot Sprite – has had one eye getting gummed shut. This was one I’d been able to pet every now and then, so it was easier to catch and bring in for an eye wash. I did that again this morning, and this kitten now allows me to walk up to it, and even starts purring when I pick it up. It does NOT like the eye washing, but it’s discovering it likes cuddles and pets.
After unloading the truck at home, I made sure to feed the outside cats, so I could safely drive the truck away from the house. On returning to the house, the little puff ball let me pick it up again, so I tried to check.
I’m about 99% sure it’s male. It’s really hard to tell with the fluffy black fur!
There is another black puff ball from another litter. Slightly larger, slightly fluffier and with a larger white bib on its chest. It has had both eyes get gooey, and I was able to bring it in once to wash its eyes while my husband held it. It is definitely less friendly, though it will allow me to pet it, if it’s in the right mood. I can pick it up, but not for long. I tried, though, and took a look.
I’m about 90% sure this one is male, too, but it’s even harder to see with this one!
Why is it that only the males are letting us come close? I even got to pet Shop Towel (aka: Sad Face) again, today!
There is one very fluffy little tortie that I’ve managed to pet once in a while, but it is not friendly and more likely to run off. That one, we can be pretty sure is female, just because it’s a tortie, so I’m trying to focus on that one as much as I can.
She is not cooperative.
I also spotted a little grey tabby – another sibling to Soot Sprite and Tiny – with one stuck eye. Today, I managed to get hold of it and pick it up, but it did not like that at all, and broke free. I didn’t even get to apply the magic of ear skritches.
I did see the one calico we got this year, eating kibble next to Shop Towel. I managed to pet her back a couple of times before she ran away from the food. A first!
Now, if only we could get closer to the adult females. The only reason I know some of them are females is because they are either calicos, or they had litters this year and I saw them with their babies. One of them – a white female with black markings – is downright mean to all the cats, cattens and kittens. I don’t even remember which kittens were hers. She hates them all! I’d love to get hold of her and get her to a vet. I have strong suspicions about her behaviour. She may be in pain and lashing out. Given what has been found with some of the other females we’ve been able to get fixed, she may be another one with a twisted or otherwise damaged uterus.
Well, first we need to get the indoor kittens and Toni fixed, and hopefully adopted out soon. Then we can focus on the outside cats. That will be up to the Cat Lady and her rescue to arrange, and hopefully that vet will do another cheap spay and neuter days over the winter. I’d really love to get Shop Towel done! The males will be easy to catch and that will help, but for population control, we’ve really got to get those ladies done! If we can adopt out some of those really friendly males, I’m hoping we will have better luck socializing the females, without having one of the males barge their way in between, demanding pets.
One thing’s for sure. If we ever do manage to get Shop Towel, we’d have to use the big carrier. He wouldn’t fit in any of the other hard sided carriers, and would easily tear his way out of the soft sided carriers!
Speaking of carriers, time to go assemble the new ones and let the cats get used to them. They really enjoy going in them and having a nap!
I don’t mean this, though. THIS is totally worth it.
Tiny: The Beast
Totally.
What was NOT worth it, was a trip to the city.
We didn’t drive anywhere yesterday, but I was keeping on top of updates on road conditions, in a Facebook group dedicated to highway conditions in our area. It was warmer than today is expected to get, but we had “snow squall” warnings over the region, and winds were quite high at times. Lots of people were describing icy road conditions and advising people to stay home, if they could.
Today is working out to be a much more pleasant day. No wind to speak of, lots of sun, but our high is supposed to be only -3C/27F The question is, did the sand trucks get out?
The answer turned out to be, no.
I waited until late morning to head out, as even when it’s just below freezing, the paved roads tend to warm up more and melt.
Not today!
Where our gravel road reaches the highway, there is an exit lane on the other side into our little hamlet. Right away, I could see hints of what was to come, as the entire junction was sheer ice. There was a large truck pulling a trailer that I waited for, then I pulled onto the highway behind it.
The load on this trailer was an unusual shape. You know those trucks that are designed to haul windows? There’s a triangle shaped frame in the middle, and windows are loaded on either side, resting at an angle leaning towards the center? It was something like that, except much, much larger.
Along the highway, we were hitting alternate patches of sheer ice, and clear road. The curves were the worst, of course. As the truck was pulling out of a set of curves, there was a pair of vehicles on the side of the road ahead. There was no oncoming traffic, so the truck moved over the center line well ahead of these vehicles, to give them space, and I did the same. These were not vehicles in any sort of break down, but rather pulled over to do work of some kind. Once I cleared them and moved back into my lane, I barely started to accelerate again, and I could feel my back end start to fish tail! It was a quick recovery, but a bit of a surprise, since I didn’t think I was even on ice at the time.
It wasn’t much further when I saw the trailer ahead of me start fishtailing! I could see no reason for it, as the driver was clearly doing his best to drive to the conditions. My guess is, the load got hit with a gust of wind. Thankfully, I was making sure to keep quite a distance between us, because if I’d had to brake to avoid the truck, I would have gone skating, fancy new tires or not!
Thankfully, the big truck didn’t have to deal with that for much longer, and turned onto a gravel road soon after. By then, I’d already decided; it wasn’t worth driving all the way to the city. There is nothing essential we need to get there, and what we do need can wait a few days. I only continued far enough to reach an intersection, pulled over to message my family, then used the intersection to do a U turn and go back.
The north bound lane was even icier than the south bound lane. When I saw 4 deer running across the road, I was quite happy to have been driving slow and not at all needing to brake or avoid them.
I did decide to stop at the post office before going home, though. The exit and the section of road going through town was easily the iciest I saw the entire time. Since I was in the store to get to the post office, anyhow, I picked up one of their awesome hams as a treat for today.
As I was driving back to the junction, I found myself getting passed on the right, but a little utility vehicle! It was driving on the shoulder, which was clear gravel, unlike the paved road I was driving on, so that thing could easily go much faster, safely, than me! I was happy to be back on the gravel road, which was more snow than ice!
I’m glad we were able to do such a big trip last week!
On the way home from the post office, the computer display on the truck suddenly started telling me my left rear tire was low on air.
It isn’t.
I’ve got an appointment at the garage for tomorrow afternoon to get these codes and the tire monitoring system checked, out. With the tires, it’s the sensors/monitors that are the issue, not the tires themselves. The other codes could be a number of things, but since he’d serviced the truck from end to end himself, he knows it’s mechanically fine. The only thing he’s now second guessing himself over is whether he’d put in a new battery or not. He told me he did but, with it draining like it is, suddenly he’s not so sure! When he asked me if I noticed the brand on the battery, I told him I couldn’t see. I could barely see to attach the cables when I hooked up the charger. I’m too short! He got a laugh out of that, at least. 😁
Seriously, though. We’re going to need to get a step stool of some kind that we can keep in the truck at all times. I’ll need one just to check the oil!
So that means I won’t be going into the city tomorrow, either.
We’re supposed to reach highs above freezing, starting tomorrow and over the next few days – depending on what app we look at! That will clear the roads, at least. The way things are going, I won’t be able to get to the city until the end of the week. I got a call from my mother last night. It was a very strange call, where she complained about how terrible she was feeling, and how she’d called my brother (the on that lives more than an hour’s drive away) and he’s not calling back, etc. I called her out when she started saying terrible things about my brother for not being instantly at her beck and call, reminding her that I’m the one that’s the closest, so she should be calling me, first. Or, calling for an ambulance, if she was really feeling that bad. Oh, no… she doesn’t want to do that…
Then she started asking me what, of her things, I wanted, because she didn’t want her fighting over her stuff when she was gone. I told her, don’t worry about it. We won’t be fighting over her stuff. She was, however, making it like she was expecting to die because she had a headache and was feeling weak. ???
By the end of the call, when I finally got out of where her what she wanted, it came down to wanting someone to come visit. I told her I was going to the city today, and taking the truck to the garage tomorrow, so I could come over on Thursday – and she should be ready for a grocery shopping trip by then, too. She started saying she doesn’t need one, because she has milk now… *sigh* She has always had difficulty with planning ahead. I can’t even say if it’s gotten worse as she’s gotten older! So I’ll have to call her tomorrow and solidify my coming over.
She was sounding much better by the end of the call, too. After I got off the phone, I messaged my brother to let him know my mother was wanting him to call – and forewarning him that she was dragging up how he used to come out every week – and bring chicken! (the same chicken she now tells me not to bring her) – after work. I’ve reminded her, time and again, that he did that before we moved out here, so he had no choice. He made that trip every Friday for years, until we moved in and he no longer had to keep checking on the place.
I got a call from my brother later on. He’d gotten through to her and, after cutting off her immediate attempts to try and guilt trip him and make him feel bad, they actually had a very good conversation, and she was sounding quite well during their talk. So that worked out in the end.
Talking with my family about this, it’s really hard to not feel bitter about this whole thing with my mother. She’s expecting us to “be there” for her when she “needs us the most” – and by “we”, she really means my oldest brother. The thing is, she was pretty much never there for us. My family and I were out of province for most of the time, so we weren’t as affected by it. They would come out with their children to visit, and she’d leave, saying she would rather be “with her religious community”. She sure as heck wasn’t there when my brother needed her, and when my father needed her the most, she moved out and left him in the tender “mercies” of our vandal. So for her to now expect us to drop everything, ignore our own responsibilities, family and friends, and cater to her because she’s got a headache… Yeah. It gets hard, sometimes.
But I digress…
As I’m writing this, I’m also messaging with the Cat Lady. She’s dealing with their move, while also trying to work out getting those 6 spots for us for the cheap spay and neuter day. It looked like it would be only females, but the clinic recently posted an update, and they will do males – and will do trapped ferals where someone may not even know if they are male or female! We won’t be able to have kittens sharing a carrier, though, so she’s going to try to find a couple she can lend us (we have 4). The problem is, with the move, they are using their carriers to move their own cats. Most will be going into a kennel (the owner is a friend who is planning to shut down their kennel to appointments, to house most of their cats for a week), but some will be going to the new house earlier, while other will be staying in their old house until pretty much the last minute, depending on their various catonalities and medical needs.
However it works out, we’ll be getting 6 cats done on November 11, with the rescue paying for 4 of them, and us paying for 2 of them. I really want to get all the bigger kittens done. The females are getting old enough they could potentially go into their first heat, and the last thing we need is for that to happen with their intact brothers around! After that, we’ll still have the three littles, but they’re still way too small.
The Re-Farmer 