Friday, October 30, 2009

Stress

Lucy's back. The Wilsonville woman called me suddenly today to say the woman she adopted her to was bringing her back immediately. I told her to bring her kittens, then too, because it sounded like the lovable loving Lucy had turned into a stressed out monster, like me today.

So she comes down this evening, while I'm trying get ready to go tomorrow, stressing me out. I didn't want to take another cat while I'm stressed and trying to get ready to go tomorrow. And she didn't bring the kittens, which would have helped both Lucy and me.

So, I'm trying to get ready to go, something I should have done during the afternoon, but couldn't due to getting caught up in Lucy's return, minus her kittens, which I thought were coming too, which would have made life easier on calming down Lucy, who has been passed around way too much, and on me, in dealing with a stressed adult cat who misses her kittens. Well anyhow.

Also, my printer broke down today and I had not yet printed up my flight ticket for tomorrow's transport of Tiny Tim to his new home. I rushed to Corvallis, to get a new cartridge since an error code indicated the black cartridge was defective. I know what happened. Miss Daisy has been sneaking in her, and crunching down on top of the printer and paper tray. Last time she did so, I heard a nasty crunch. I still have not got the printer working despite the new black cartridge, which Rapid Refill, when I explained my urgent need to get the printer working and why, donated the new refilled black cartridge. Anyhow, am about to try to get a page to print. Wish me luck.

Tomorrow is going to be an incredibly long day for me. But an exciting day. I will be leaving very early and getting home, if I catch a very tight Seattle connection, after 1:00 a.m. Sunday morning. The flight down is only 2 1/2 hours. The flight back is through Seattle.

I will meet with Kate and Ned, Tiny Tim's new family, go to lunch with them, quickly, get back to the airport to check in and be gone. My big vacation for the decade! Ha! Three hours in Huntington Beach. I plan to have a good time in that mini vacation, I tell you. It is a better vacation than zero hours, don't you think?

And I am happy Tiny Tim is getting a great home with good people.

Boy there have been some freak fatal accidents lately. Yesterday, two twin brothers pulling a trailer behind their SUV, cut a corner and hit the back of a T-bird. A man was working on the front of the T-bird, and was crushed when the trailer struck it, and the T-bird rolled over him and came to rest on top of him.

Today, a woman goes in to get her hair done, at a salon in the front of Fred Meyer and doesn't make it home alive. An old woman hits the gas instead of the brake and plows through the window of the salon at high speed, even going through a brick wall. The Albany woman killed was pinned between the old woman's car and a sink.

Just goes to show you, any of us could die any second. I better stop complaining about anything, like I have been, and enjoy every second alive I get.

Stress

Lucy's back. The Wilsonville woman called me suddenly today to say the woman she adopted her to was bringing her back immediately. I told her to bring her kittens, then too, because it sounded like the lovable loving Lucy had turned into a stressed out monster, like me today.

So she comes down this evening, while I'm trying get ready to go tomorrow, stressing me out. I didn't want to take another cat while I'm stressed and trying to get ready to go tomorrow. And she didn't bring the kittens, which would have helped both Lucy and me.

So, I'm trying to get ready to go, something I should have done during the afternoon, but couldn't due to getting caught up in Lucy's return, minus her kittens, which I thought were coming too, which would have made life easier on calming down Lucy, who has been passed around way too much, and on me, in dealing with a stressed adult cat who misses her kittens. Well anyhow.

Also, my printer broke down today and I had not yet printed up my flight ticket for tomorrow's transport of Tiny Tim to his new home. I rushed to Corvallis, to get a new cartridge since an error code indicated the black cartridge was defective. I know what happened. Miss Daisy has been sneaking in her, and crunching down on top of the printer and paper tray. Last time she did so, I heard a nasty crunch. I still have not got the printer working despite the new black cartridge, which Rapid Refill, when I explained my urgent need to get the printer working and why, donated the new refilled black cartridge. Anyhow, am about to try to get a page to print. Wish me luck.

Tomorrow is going to be an incredibly long day for me. But an exciting day. I will be leaving very early and getting home, if I catch a very tight Seattle connection, after 1:00 a.m. Sunday morning. The flight down is only 2 1/2 hours. The flight back is through Seattle.

I will meet with Kate and Ned, Tiny Tim's new family, go to lunch with them, quickly, get back to the airport to check in and be gone. My big vacation for the decade! Ha! Three hours in Huntington Beach. I plan to have a good time in that mini vacation, I tell you. It is a better vacation than zero hours, don't you think?

And I am happy Tiny Tim is getting a great home with good people.

Boy there have been some freak fatal accidents lately. Yesterday, two twin brothers pulling a trailer behind their SUV, cut a corner and hit the back of a T-bird. A man was working on the front of the T-bird, and was crushed when the trailer struck it, and the T-bird rolled over him and came to rest on top of him.

Today, a woman goes in to get her hair done, at a salon in the front of Fred Meyer and doesn't make it home alive. An old woman hits the gas instead of the brake and plows through the window of the salon at high speed, even going through a brick wall. The Albany woman killed was pinned between the old woman's car and a sink.

Just goes to show you, any of us could die any second. I better stop complaining about anything, like I have been, and enjoy every second alive I get.

Rent This Movie "The Island"

I rented a movie called "The Island". Not only are the special effects and action sequences spectacular, but whomever filmed the movie was extremely skilled. The shot angles are artistic, beautiful, creative. But the plot, oh the plot is wonderful. I will say no more. Go rent "The Island".

Rent This Movie "The Island"

I rented a movie called "The Island". Not only are the special effects and action sequences spectacular, but whomever filmed the movie was extremely skilled. The shot angles are artistic, beautiful, creative. But the plot, oh the plot is wonderful. I will say no more. Go rent "The Island".

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Passive Aggressive Letter

I haven't checked my mail in awhile. I get a letter in the mail, anonymous. Every word spelled correctly, using all the cat lingo familiar to people who work in rescue, trap ferals or in shelters. This is someone who knows me, but is too much of a wuss to give a name. Why? Either because they've screwed me over before or because they don't want to get involved, want someone else to do all the work, make all the effort, incur the costs of housing another Albany cat.

Pisses me off. Hey, passive aggressive piece of work, you're reading, because you know me and I have good idea already who you are.

The letter included $30, with another passive aggressive statement: "Guess I'll have to trust that you will use it to help this cat." That's passive aggression, asshole.

You don't have the courage to use your name, because you know me, and you're lazy, don't want to do the work to catch, fix, treat, vaccinate and find a home for this cat. Asshole. You want someone else to do it. Cut the crap. If you write again, that letter will be refused.

The handwriting is very distinctive.

Hey you piece of cowardly garbage, testing alone would cost me over $60. Do you know that? Of course you do, that's why you're a non involvement passive aggressive specialist. "you do the work and pay the costs" that's what you are, a lazy passive aggressive asshole.

You know me. You know my address. But you are a COWARD who shoves work off onto others. And you've screwed me over before, or you would have included your name. That makes the short list of who sent this very short indeed.

You want to be helpful? Then find him a home, then I'll trap the cat. YOU FIND HIM a HOME to go to, asshole, or I do nothing. Got that? lazy passive aggressive pass the buck look the other way "I don't get involved" asshole?

Passive Aggressive Letter

I haven't checked my mail in awhile. I get a letter in the mail, anonymous. Every word spelled correctly, using all the cat lingo familiar to people who work in rescue, trap ferals or in shelters. This is someone who knows me, but is too much of a wuss to give a name. Why? Either because they've screwed me over before or because they don't want to get involved, want someone else to do all the work, make all the effort, incur the costs of housing another Albany cat.

Pisses me off. Hey, passive aggressive piece of work, you're reading, because you know me and I have good idea already who you are.

The letter included $30, with another passive aggressive statement: "Guess I'll have to trust that you will use it to help this cat." That's passive aggression, asshole.

You don't have the courage to use your name, because you know me, and you're lazy, don't want to do the work to catch, fix, treat, vaccinate and find a home for this cat. Asshole. You want someone else to do it. Cut the crap. If you write again, that letter will be refused.

The handwriting is very distinctive.

Hey you piece of cowardly garbage, testing alone would cost me over $60. Do you know that? Of course you do, that's why you're a non involvement passive aggressive specialist. "you do the work and pay the costs" that's what you are, a lazy passive aggressive asshole.

You know me. You know my address. But you are a COWARD who shoves work off onto others. And you've screwed me over before, or you would have included your name. That makes the short list of who sent this very short indeed.

You want to be helpful? Then find him a home, then I'll trap the cat. YOU FIND HIM a HOME to go to, asshole, or I do nothing. Got that? lazy passive aggressive pass the buck look the other way "I don't get involved" asshole?

Four Cats Fixed Today and Lucy's New Owners Don't Want Her




Lucy's nice home in WA state isn't working. They don't want her. They say she is too aggressive with their adult male. Well, they didn't follow introduction protocol, nor do they seem to realize she's been taken from her kittens and gone through a great deal lately. She's hormonal and came down with mastitis, too, I was told. So no, she's not going to want an adult male anywhere near her.

But does she get along with other cats? You bet. She coexisted well, with her kittens, as a stray, with over a dozen other cats, some not fixed. She co-existed well here, with my cats, while nursing kittens, which is unusual. So my guess is she is stressed to the hilt, from all that has gone on. She's coming back, first to Wilsonville, then home to me.

That will be next week. I'll bring home one of her kittens, too, so she'll feel better.

Four cats were fixed today, all boys, from the Corvallis Seven.

I cleaned my gutters. It was a dirty filthy yukky job, but it had to be done. I also bought bolt cutters and cut off those damn cable ropes, then lowered the cat wire so I could get to the gutter on the cat yard side, and get the leaves off the cat yard wire with ease. It got down and am I ever glad about that.

I called the City of Albany to see what they have planned for leaf pickup this year. Last year was a big fiasco. They decided to save money and have the city do it with front end loaders and dump trucks, and it took so much longer than they realized, that I don't know if leaves were ever picked up in some areas. I never knew when they'd come, if they did, and the leaves I piled by the curb blew into huge messes.

This year, it's back to the disposal company doing it. In Corvallis, they're at it now, weekly. But not in Albany. Leaf pickup will occur only three times and the first leaf pickup isn't for two more weeks. But, with high winds and rain, many leaves, including those off my maple are now on the ground, in huge piles everywhere, and there is nowhere to take them. Two more weeks. Unbelievable. Albany needs to figure out when leaf fall begins a little better.

I call it the Albany leaf fiasco.

Well, there's nothing that can be done about it. I am going to put them by the curb and what will be will be. If any haven't blown away in two weeks, they can get picked up.

I feel very guilty taking Happy and Lucy with her three kittens to that Wilsonville woman. She has little space, even less money and no way to adopt out cats. I tried to get her to let me take some of them back yesterday, when I took up cats to be fixed, but she said it was ok. But it isn't. I need to take them back, I know. It is so hard to find cats homes these days.

Four Cats Fixed Today and Lucy's New Owners Don't Want Her




Lucy's nice home in WA state isn't working. They don't want her. They say she is too aggressive with their adult male. Well, they didn't follow introduction protocol, nor do they seem to realize she's been taken from her kittens and gone through a great deal lately. She's hormonal and came down with mastitis, too, I was told. So no, she's not going to want an adult male anywhere near her.

But does she get along with other cats? You bet. She coexisted well, with her kittens, as a stray, with over a dozen other cats, some not fixed. She co-existed well here, with my cats, while nursing kittens, which is unusual. So my guess is she is stressed to the hilt, from all that has gone on. She's coming back, first to Wilsonville, then home to me.

That will be next week. I'll bring home one of her kittens, too, so she'll feel better.

Four cats were fixed today, all boys, from the Corvallis Seven.

I cleaned my gutters. It was a dirty filthy yukky job, but it had to be done. I also bought bolt cutters and cut off those damn cable ropes, then lowered the cat wire so I could get to the gutter on the cat yard side, and get the leaves off the cat yard wire with ease. It got down and am I ever glad about that.

I called the City of Albany to see what they have planned for leaf pickup this year. Last year was a big fiasco. They decided to save money and have the city do it with front end loaders and dump trucks, and it took so much longer than they realized, that I don't know if leaves were ever picked up in some areas. I never knew when they'd come, if they did, and the leaves I piled by the curb blew into huge messes.

This year, it's back to the disposal company doing it. In Corvallis, they're at it now, weekly. But not in Albany. Leaf pickup will occur only three times and the first leaf pickup isn't for two more weeks. But, with high winds and rain, many leaves, including those off my maple are now on the ground, in huge piles everywhere, and there is nowhere to take them. Two more weeks. Unbelievable. Albany needs to figure out when leaf fall begins a little better.

I call it the Albany leaf fiasco.

Well, there's nothing that can be done about it. I am going to put them by the curb and what will be will be. If any haven't blown away in two weeks, they can get picked up.

I feel very guilty taking Happy and Lucy with her three kittens to that Wilsonville woman. She has little space, even less money and no way to adopt out cats. I tried to get her to let me take some of them back yesterday, when I took up cats to be fixed, but she said it was ok. But it isn't. I need to take them back, I know. It is so hard to find cats homes these days.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Seven Cats Fixed Today

The male, I think, of three tabby tuxes fixed today, from Corvallis Seven group.
I think this was one of the two tabby tux females.
And I think this was the other female.
This fuzzy gray teen male, was fixed today, from the Corvallis Five group.
This cute fuzzy blue point male Siamese teen was fixed today, from the Corvallis Four, although their mom was fixed last week. That would make this group more accurately called the Corvallis Five. The mom was a chocolate point Siamese.
This was the only female of the four fixed today from the Corvallis Five.
This is the Corvallis Five adult male, fixed today.

Seven cats, all from Corvallis, all craigslist contacts, were fixed today. I have four more going in tomorrow from one of these situations. They had seven in all needing fixed. Two girls and one boy were fixed from the Corvallis Seven group today, while a male and thee teens, two boys and a girl, were fixed from the other Corvallis situation. The mom of the teens was fixed last week.

Since Sunday, including tomorrow, 17 area cats will have been fixed this week. That's not bad for one week. I hope Poppa's budget is holding out. I'm trying to think of ways to make money for Poppa Inc. The numbers of cats in this area alone, fixed through Poppa funds, is astounding. Yet I can't seem to get any publicity for Poppa in these parts.

Tiny Tim passed his vet check this morning with flying colors. He is good to go on Saturday. I am getting extra sleep every night so the transfer of ownership goes very smoothly.

As for the Nebraska cats, still working on it.
I found this spay neuter clinic that isn't that far from the location she gave. It's in Colorado and sounds great!

Seven Cats Fixed Today

The male, I think, of three tabby tuxes fixed today, from Corvallis Seven group.
I think this was one of the two tabby tux females.
And I think this was the other female.
This fuzzy gray teen male, was fixed today, from the Corvallis Five group.
This cute fuzzy blue point male Siamese teen was fixed today, from the Corvallis Four, although their mom was fixed last week. That would make this group more accurately called the Corvallis Five. The mom was a chocolate point Siamese.
This was the only female of the four fixed today from the Corvallis Five.
This is the Corvallis Five adult male, fixed today.

Seven cats, all from Corvallis, all craigslist contacts, were fixed today. I have four more going in tomorrow from one of these situations. They had seven in all needing fixed. Two girls and one boy were fixed from the Corvallis Seven group today, while a male and thee teens, two boys and a girl, were fixed from the other Corvallis situation. The mom of the teens was fixed last week.

Since Sunday, including tomorrow, 17 area cats will have been fixed this week. That's not bad for one week. I hope Poppa's budget is holding out. I'm trying to think of ways to make money for Poppa Inc. The numbers of cats in this area alone, fixed through Poppa funds, is astounding. Yet I can't seem to get any publicity for Poppa in these parts.

Tiny Tim passed his vet check this morning with flying colors. He is good to go on Saturday. I am getting extra sleep every night so the transfer of ownership goes very smoothly.

As for the Nebraska cats, still working on it.
I found this spay neuter clinic that isn't that far from the location she gave. It's in Colorado and sounds great!

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Four Cats Fixed Today

The Wilsonville woman also took in a calico mom and her two orange tabby female kittens. I believe they were found in a wrecked car.
One of the orange tabby girls.


This is the calico mom of the two orange tabby girls.
Happy, a male kitten, formerly of 18th street in Albany, was fixed Monday and now is up for adoption.
This is the Philomath male, Diamond, fixed yesterday.
The last cat from Clover Ridge, fixed Sunday at the FCCO clinic.
One of two Sweet Home Calico kittens fixed yesterday.This is the other Sweet Home calico kitten fixed yesterday.
Sweet Home black male kitten, fixed yesterday.

I took two cats to one clinic and two, kittens, to another today, to be fixed. Three of the cats were from Sweet Home while one was a male from Philomath trapped by a dear friend of mine. She has a collector who lives nearby, so, bless her heart, she cleans up after these folks, who don't know how much heart and money a neighbor has put into dealing with the consequences of their actions.

So two boys, today, and two girls. All went back home end of day.

I've been communicating with a Nebraska woman. She can't find help. A neighbor man died and left at least ten unfixed cats behind. She's been feeding them, but knows little about cats and is appalled there are no programs to help in that area. She has called the big wig outfits she has donated to for years: namely, Alley Cat Allies. She has received no call back and finally searched the web and found my website. Today, I was about to ship her a trap, out of frustration, that there is no help there at all, to get cats fixed and low cost spay neuter is considered to be $80, even for a feral. She has no money. I am going to find a way to get those cats fixed, I tell you. I will. I am determined. This woman wants to do the right thing and that determination needs rewarded. With action. Not talk. And fancy websites.

So, once she finds a vet and gets a price list, I will be putting out a plea, from Oregon, to help a woman in Nebraska and I hope we can all gang up on this situation and get it resolved, long distance no less. She did finally find someone who might be able to loan her two traps, so I'm holding off on shipping her one for now. I'm not messing around. I have every intention of getting this woman's situation resolved any way I have to do it. Who's in?

Four Cats Fixed Today

The Wilsonville woman also took in a calico mom and her two orange tabby female kittens. I believe they were found in a wrecked car.
One of the orange tabby girls.


This is the calico mom of the two orange tabby girls.
Happy, a male kitten, formerly of 18th street in Albany, was fixed Monday and now is up for adoption.
This is the Philomath male, Diamond, fixed yesterday.
The last cat from Clover Ridge, fixed Sunday at the FCCO clinic.
One of two Sweet Home Calico kittens fixed yesterday.This is the other Sweet Home calico kitten fixed yesterday.
Sweet Home black male kitten, fixed yesterday.

I took two cats to one clinic and two, kittens, to another today, to be fixed. Three of the cats were from Sweet Home while one was a male from Philomath trapped by a dear friend of mine. She has a collector who lives nearby, so, bless her heart, she cleans up after these folks, who don't know how much heart and money a neighbor has put into dealing with the consequences of their actions.

So two boys, today, and two girls. All went back home end of day.

I've been communicating with a Nebraska woman. She can't find help. A neighbor man died and left at least ten unfixed cats behind. She's been feeding them, but knows little about cats and is appalled there are no programs to help in that area. She has called the big wig outfits she has donated to for years: namely, Alley Cat Allies. She has received no call back and finally searched the web and found my website. Today, I was about to ship her a trap, out of frustration, that there is no help there at all, to get cats fixed and low cost spay neuter is considered to be $80, even for a feral. She has no money. I am going to find a way to get those cats fixed, I tell you. I will. I am determined. This woman wants to do the right thing and that determination needs rewarded. With action. Not talk. And fancy websites.

So, once she finds a vet and gets a price list, I will be putting out a plea, from Oregon, to help a woman in Nebraska and I hope we can all gang up on this situation and get it resolved, long distance no less. She did finally find someone who might be able to loan her two traps, so I'm holding off on shipping her one for now. I'm not messing around. I have every intention of getting this woman's situation resolved any way I have to do it. Who's in?

Monday, October 26, 2009

The Cats for Tomorrow

I thought I had the cats all lined up to take up to be fixed tomorrow. Someone in Lebanon was actually going to take their own three up. Then some Sweet Home folks were bringing three more down. And a Philomath woman trapped another male. That would have been seven and I was worried about overloading my vet.

Then came the crash. The Lebanon woman cancelled, just now in fact, at 9:30 at night, too late to find replacements. The Sweet Home three are kittens, not suitable to be fixed at the regular vet, who requires cats to be four to five pounds. That means I went from seven cats to one cat. Sad.

The SH three will have to go all the way up to Wilsonville because they're just kittens.

My TV is back to showing all channels I used to get, limited basic, at least. Yay! The problem ended just as suddenly as it began. I don't know what caused that glitch but it was interesting, I'll have to say. Veeerrry Interesting.

I generally blame my cats for strange happenings because I figure they probably somehow caused it. I think they caused this one, too. I don't know how they did it, but I know it was them.

Keni, Poppa Inc.'s pres, who came down from Beaverton to help place housing units for the cats inside the Corvallis homeless camp, haul in food for the homeless, and try to trap more kittens who have appeared, got Poison Oak, for her reward, and has one eye swollen shut. I couldn't find anyone at all around here to help, so good old Keni came all the way down to help. Heart of gold, she has, and now she has poison oak!

Despite bathing in the remnants of my technu after emerging, filthy and torn up from the camps this time around, I now also have poison oak. I have one spot between my boobs and one spot on one boob. But then, I've had Poison Oak on and off all summer, from going in and out of those camps and getting scratched up by berry vines while in there searching out kittens and trying not to step in human crap, which is everywhere. No big deal to endure another round.

The Cats for Tomorrow

I thought I had the cats all lined up to take up to be fixed tomorrow. Someone in Lebanon was actually going to take their own three up. Then some Sweet Home folks were bringing three more down. And a Philomath woman trapped another male. That would have been seven and I was worried about overloading my vet.

Then came the crash. The Lebanon woman cancelled, just now in fact, at 9:30 at night, too late to find replacements. The Sweet Home three are kittens, not suitable to be fixed at the regular vet, who requires cats to be four to five pounds. That means I went from seven cats to one cat. Sad.

The SH three will have to go all the way up to Wilsonville because they're just kittens.

My TV is back to showing all channels I used to get, limited basic, at least. Yay! The problem ended just as suddenly as it began. I don't know what caused that glitch but it was interesting, I'll have to say. Veeerrry Interesting.

I generally blame my cats for strange happenings because I figure they probably somehow caused it. I think they caused this one, too. I don't know how they did it, but I know it was them.

Keni, Poppa Inc.'s pres, who came down from Beaverton to help place housing units for the cats inside the Corvallis homeless camp, haul in food for the homeless, and try to trap more kittens who have appeared, got Poison Oak, for her reward, and has one eye swollen shut. I couldn't find anyone at all around here to help, so good old Keni came all the way down to help. Heart of gold, she has, and now she has poison oak!

Despite bathing in the remnants of my technu after emerging, filthy and torn up from the camps this time around, I now also have poison oak. I have one spot between my boobs and one spot on one boob. But then, I've had Poison Oak on and off all summer, from going in and out of those camps and getting scratched up by berry vines while in there searching out kittens and trying not to step in human crap, which is everywhere. No big deal to endure another round.

Every Channel on my TV, even the ones I'm not supposed to get, Broadcast same Station



I am in awe. I'm not sure what happened, but about twenty minutes ago, I went into the kitchen. I had been half watching something on TV, while cleaning. But, in the kitchen, I could hear the channel had changed. I figured the cats stepped on the remote. I go in, pick up the remote and try to change the channel back. But the same station is on every single channel! America's Funniest Home Videos, like some Halloween nightmare, on every single channel right up to the highest channel I could get on my TV--99. It is coming in on channels that are snow channels for me usually, with limited basic cable. Not anymore! The channel that has taken over my set is PDX tv.

I call a tech guy I know. He said to disconnect the cable and try to hook a makeshift antenna to the cable outlet, like a wire and hold it up. I do so and get flickers in the snow field on Channel 7, which, without cable, would be PBS. So tech guy doesn't know what's going on, but doesn't think it's my TV, thinks its likely comcast. So I call them. They are intersted to say the least. They say maybe they'll get lots of calls about this problem soon, but until then, too bad. And they said, maybe it's your TV. Yeah, I'm sure it's my TV, comcast. It always is. Like that last time, remember? Hohohhoohoooo.

Every Channel on my TV, even the ones I'm not supposed to get, Broadcast same Station



I am in awe. I'm not sure what happened, but about twenty minutes ago, I went into the kitchen. I had been half watching something on TV, while cleaning. But, in the kitchen, I could hear the channel had changed. I figured the cats stepped on the remote. I go in, pick up the remote and try to change the channel back. But the same station is on every single channel! America's Funniest Home Videos, like some Halloween nightmare, on every single channel right up to the highest channel I could get on my TV--99. It is coming in on channels that are snow channels for me usually, with limited basic cable. Not anymore! The channel that has taken over my set is PDX tv.

I call a tech guy I know. He said to disconnect the cable and try to hook a makeshift antenna to the cable outlet, like a wire and hold it up. I do so and get flickers in the snow field on Channel 7, which, without cable, would be PBS. So tech guy doesn't know what's going on, but doesn't think it's my TV, thinks its likely comcast. So I call them. They are intersted to say the least. They say maybe they'll get lots of calls about this problem soon, but until then, too bad. And they said, maybe it's your TV. Yeah, I'm sure it's my TV, comcast. It always is. Like that last time, remember? Hohohhoohoooo.

Sunday, October 25, 2009

80 Cats Fixed

I went to the FCCO clinic today in Corvallis. I think about 80 cats were fixed. I had only one reservation. That was to go for a Millersburg stray male, but those folks failed to catch him, saying he didn't show up Friday or Saturday nights.

But, fortunately, I got a call from the Albany people feeding the last two abandoned cats of 20 left behind by a tenant. I had taken the orange male to the Neuterscooter to be fixed, but they had been unable to catch the female. She'd been trapped before by another party, who then, for some reason, released her. So, I finally showed them how to selectively trap by tying a fishline to the trap door, running it up through an eye hook screwed into a crack, then in through their patio door, which can be closed and even locked over fishline.

They finally cut the line when both the orange boy and the female were in the trap yesterday. I went and trasnferred the male out and took the female to the clinic today. She was spayed and that ends the need for further trapping in that location, as all the cats are now fixed.

The clinic seemed to go quickly and smoothly. I signed on for cage cleaning morning shift. There were no gloves to use or even brushes in the cage cleaning supplies, which was lame. They did have one pair of ultra small gloves that would not fit on my hands. I tried using latex gloves but they just kept tearing on the traps.

When my shift was over, by then, most of the cats were done. I slept in my car a couple hours and by then, the kitty was spayed and I left. I was so tired today and tonight, too. Hope I am not catching the flu. I slept on my couch awhile, watched amazing race, fell asleep again, and now am going to bed.

The woman who was fostering the black female, from downtown Albany, and her three kittens, now seven weeks old, found a great home for Lucy, the mom cat, although they now call her Ginny. She is indoor only and lives in WA state now. She has found a home for the little black tux male kitten too, once he is fixed, leaving her three kittens from here, who will need homes, once fixed: Happy, from 18th street, then Sunshine and Tiger Lily, the two Under the House girl kittens from Lucy, a.k.a. Ginny.

80 Cats Fixed

I went to the FCCO clinic today in Corvallis. I think about 80 cats were fixed. I had only one reservation. That was to go for a Millersburg stray male, but those folks failed to catch him, saying he didn't show up Friday or Saturday nights.

But, fortunately, I got a call from the Albany people feeding the last two abandoned cats of 20 left behind by a tenant. I had taken the orange male to the Neuterscooter to be fixed, but they had been unable to catch the female. She'd been trapped before by another party, who then, for some reason, released her. So, I finally showed them how to selectively trap by tying a fishline to the trap door, running it up through an eye hook screwed into a crack, then in through their patio door, which can be closed and even locked over fishline.

They finally cut the line when both the orange boy and the female were in the trap yesterday. I went and trasnferred the male out and took the female to the clinic today. She was spayed and that ends the need for further trapping in that location, as all the cats are now fixed.

The clinic seemed to go quickly and smoothly. I signed on for cage cleaning morning shift. There were no gloves to use or even brushes in the cage cleaning supplies, which was lame. They did have one pair of ultra small gloves that would not fit on my hands. I tried using latex gloves but they just kept tearing on the traps.

When my shift was over, by then, most of the cats were done. I slept in my car a couple hours and by then, the kitty was spayed and I left. I was so tired today and tonight, too. Hope I am not catching the flu. I slept on my couch awhile, watched amazing race, fell asleep again, and now am going to bed.

The woman who was fostering the black female, from downtown Albany, and her three kittens, now seven weeks old, found a great home for Lucy, the mom cat, although they now call her Ginny. She is indoor only and lives in WA state now. She has found a home for the little black tux male kitten too, once he is fixed, leaving her three kittens from here, who will need homes, once fixed: Happy, from 18th street, then Sunshine and Tiger Lily, the two Under the House girl kittens from Lucy, a.k.a. Ginny.

Saturday, October 24, 2009

Photos of the Four Cats Fixed Yesterday

They were one girl and three boys. The folks who cared for them just picked them up to take them to a new barn home, since they are moving. They also borrowed my relocation cages, which I am happy to provide for such an endeavor.




Photos of the Four Cats Fixed Yesterday

They were one girl and three boys. The folks who cared for them just picked them up to take them to a new barn home, since they are moving. They also borrowed my relocation cages, which I am happy to provide for such an endeavor.




Friday, October 23, 2009

Four Cats Being Fixed Today

The couple, who have fed some strays, and are now moving, caught four of them. They have a barn home already found and set up to receive these kittys. They're a very nice couple.

I'm stiff and sore today. Keni, Poppa's Pres., came down again to help out trapping at the homeless camp. We were told there are at least four kittens still roaming the camps plus one adult female, at least. We set traps, brought in food for the homeless, and laboriously carried in some housing units for the cats, to try to keep them out of the campers tents. Some of them get annoyed when the cats try to come into their tents to play or keep warm. But, for a couple of beat up old cat women, carrying one of them in, down a slippery bank, and along the muddy bank to place we could get up the other side, was a bit of a strain on injured joints.

We got it done! The only cats I caught, however, were already fixed. One I caught was one I'd gotten fixed two years ago. I had not seen him since. The cats are like ghosts there, in the huge area. Trying to locate the kittens proved impossible yesterday, but we gave it a good try.

Today, a storm has hit and is blowing all the leaves off the trees out back. I spent an hour whacking the wet leaves burdening down the cat yard wire, off of it. I had sworn I would rig a solution before fall came and I didn't. Me bad.

Four Cats Being Fixed Today

The couple, who have fed some strays, and are now moving, caught four of them. They have a barn home already found and set up to receive these kittys. They're a very nice couple.

I'm stiff and sore today. Keni, Poppa's Pres., came down again to help out trapping at the homeless camp. We were told there are at least four kittens still roaming the camps plus one adult female, at least. We set traps, brought in food for the homeless, and laboriously carried in some housing units for the cats, to try to keep them out of the campers tents. Some of them get annoyed when the cats try to come into their tents to play or keep warm. But, for a couple of beat up old cat women, carrying one of them in, down a slippery bank, and along the muddy bank to place we could get up the other side, was a bit of a strain on injured joints.

We got it done! The only cats I caught, however, were already fixed. One I caught was one I'd gotten fixed two years ago. I had not seen him since. The cats are like ghosts there, in the huge area. Trying to locate the kittens proved impossible yesterday, but we gave it a good try.

Today, a storm has hit and is blowing all the leaves off the trees out back. I spent an hour whacking the wet leaves burdening down the cat yard wire, off of it. I had sworn I would rig a solution before fall came and I didn't. Me bad.

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Bad News for Linn County. Paper Plant to Close. 230 good jobs gone.

Click post title to go to story about the sudden announcement that the Millersburg paper plant will close, leaving 230 people without work. They were family wage to really good family wage jobs.

The paper plant, the article states, was the biggest property taxpayer in Linn County. Of course, I guess since the company will still own the property, until they find a buyer, they'll still have to pay those property taxes. At least there's that.

In the meantime, that's a lot of high wage jobs to lose. Linn County already has higher than average unemployment. Very sad.

Bad News for Linn County. Paper Plant to Close. 230 good jobs gone.

Click post title to go to story about the sudden announcement that the Millersburg paper plant will close, leaving 230 people without work. They were family wage to really good family wage jobs.

The paper plant, the article states, was the biggest property taxpayer in Linn County. Of course, I guess since the company will still own the property, until they find a buyer, they'll still have to pay those property taxes. At least there's that.

In the meantime, that's a lot of high wage jobs to lose. Linn County already has higher than average unemployment. Very sad.

Trouble

One of the two orange and white boys didn't come out of anesthesia well. I took him back to his owner, but by 8:00, she called and wanted me to come get him. So he came here. I gave him fluids, a bit of nutrical by mouth, had him on a heating pad and he's up now, finally, at 3:00 a.m. but still not quite out of it.

I fell alseep on the couch about 10:00 p.m. Just woke up and checked on him, did my dishes.

The poor little boy is crawling in fleas. The woman told me she thought he'd get free flea treatment and worming today, too. I don't know where she got that idea, maybe from her friend, who referred her, for whom I got 10 ferals fixed. Don't know.

I was supposed to be up early this morning, because Keni is coming down, to again help me with the homeless camp, since I can't find anybody to help down here.

And tonight, I'm supposed to help a woman trap four cats she feeds to be fixed, then relocated to the barn home of a friend of her daughters. They are moving, you see, and didn't want to leave these strays they fed without anybody. She said the landlord there traps strays left behind by tenants and has them killed. She doesn't want the cats she feeds killed.

I also ran into the daughter of some folks I got cats fixed for out on highway 20. She said they were moving. When I asked, "You're not leaving the cats behind, are you?" She said, "Well, yes." I came home upset, looked up their number and called the house, explained who I was and asked if they were indeed going to abandon their cats when they moved. It was another daughter who lives on the north coast who answered the phone and said "I'm not leaving them. I'm taking them home with me." I said, "That's a relief. Thank you."

Trouble

One of the two orange and white boys didn't come out of anesthesia well. I took him back to his owner, but by 8:00, she called and wanted me to come get him. So he came here. I gave him fluids, a bit of nutrical by mouth, had him on a heating pad and he's up now, finally, at 3:00 a.m. but still not quite out of it.

I fell alseep on the couch about 10:00 p.m. Just woke up and checked on him, did my dishes.

The poor little boy is crawling in fleas. The woman told me she thought he'd get free flea treatment and worming today, too. I don't know where she got that idea, maybe from her friend, who referred her, for whom I got 10 ferals fixed. Don't know.

I was supposed to be up early this morning, because Keni is coming down, to again help me with the homeless camp, since I can't find anybody to help down here.

And tonight, I'm supposed to help a woman trap four cats she feeds to be fixed, then relocated to the barn home of a friend of her daughters. They are moving, you see, and didn't want to leave these strays they fed without anybody. She said the landlord there traps strays left behind by tenants and has them killed. She doesn't want the cats she feeds killed.

I also ran into the daughter of some folks I got cats fixed for out on highway 20. She said they were moving. When I asked, "You're not leaving the cats behind, are you?" She said, "Well, yes." I came home upset, looked up their number and called the house, explained who I was and asked if they were indeed going to abandon their cats when they moved. It was another daughter who lives on the north coast who answered the phone and said "I'm not leaving them. I'm taking them home with me." I said, "That's a relief. Thank you."

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Photos of the Six Cats

These two boys were dumped as very young kittens along a road. Fortunately a kind woman and her grandson saved them.
This female hails from Corvallis!
This is one of five more huge and I mean HUUUUGGGGEEE males the Jefferson woman has been feeding, the latest in years of strays showing up hungry and otherwise unwanted at her doorway. She has tried to get as many fixed as she can over countless years. She tries to find kittens homes. But she's getting old now and worn out and broke, living on a fixed income and needs help with the latest five to show up, three of whom I caught.
This is another of the four huge males to arrive at this old woman's house, requesting assistance and food, in the last months.
The old woman thinks this cat is the female who had one kitten, when dumped off along the road a few feet from her door last spring. She has the kitten, now a teen, inside her place. She will be fixed a little later. To me, this very large cat, has a very male appearance. UPDATE: the brown tabby is indeed a male.