I first trapped the big buff orange guy, but I didn't need to worry about getting him fixed.
|Garfield is very clearly (right ear tip) already fixed.|
Finally last night the mother and daughter pair of cats arrived, just as I did. The upcoming move for the couple who feed them made me need to get them contained this week. The mom cat looked fat like maybe pregnant again (she's had several litters and most of the kittens haven't survived the mean streets). But turned out, when fixed today, she was not pregnant, just in heat.
I never checked the sex of her one surviving kitten from the last litter she had. The feeder couple said it was a girl. When I heard "her" chirping and rolling around with another big unfixed tame male, and then him atop her like he was trying to, well, you know, I had further reason to not doubt this was a teen girl in heat.
But it's a little boy!
|Teen tabby on white fluffy boy, fixed today|
|The adult female, spayed today|
I was so happy to get them done sooner. Now they can move with the couple sooner too.
The FCCO clinic moved to a new location. It's now on the west side in a mixed use neighborhood of businesses and residences on a very steep hill. I only saw the check in part of the clinic which is really bare. Guess not yet finished. Very spacious however.
It's an interesting neighborhood.
|View of Mt. Hood from the clinic parking lot|
Being very tired, I was in somewhat of a daze, and quickly made my way to one of my favorite sleeping parking lots and took a nice nap.
|I slept here!|
At first I thought the three women were a rescue transport, then I realized those were all purebreds and they were very likely breeders, so I didn't go say hello. I have NOTHING in common with breeders.
Back home now, got to set up the mom kitty and her son, to hold until probably at least Sunday. Saturday Animal Rescue and Care Fund is bringing down the parts of a large containment cage, to donate to the couple and hopefully we can take it directly to their new home to set up, as I don't have a way to transport it from here up to there, once its here. Too big for my little car.
It was so nice when I arrived at the clinic this morning to see two familiar faces, old friends, there waiting for me. One of them had a treat bag for me! Tangerines, a half a sack of potatoes, some delicious kind of cracker/cookies made with fruit and a pound cake she had not used. Well tomorrow, I'm making blueberry shortcake. I still have some blueberries I froze that I picked down at a friends farm last summer. I can barely stand to think about having a pound cake and what I'm going to do with it tomorrow.
Also, it was sunny! I wish I had not been so worn out, from not sleeping enough last night which happens sometimes when I know I have the alarm set. I just keep waking up over and over thinking I've slept through it.
Now, sunny to us here probably isn't the same as sunny to someone in the south or say in southern California. 64 degrees. May as well have been 84 degrees the way everyone was carrying on, in shirt sleeves and shorts and all happy.