tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291727822012-01-29T11:03:08.594-08:00I am a Cat Woman. My self-appointed mission in life is to save the feline world! To accomplish this mission, I get cats fixed. Perhaps my mission might be slightly delusional. This blog is a mishmash of wishful thinking, rants, experiences as I remember them and of course, cat stories and cat photos. I love cats.Strayerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08124298302997708537noreply@blogger.comBlogger38891100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29172782.post-89031318918419509432012-01-29T09:04:00.000-08:002012-01-29T11:03:08.610-08:00

Face off Gray male, right ear tattered and beat up from fighting but not ear tipped. Spicer Origins long hair black tux. The cat is large, but I'm not so sure it is not a girl. The nose and feet are smallish. She or he has a cold. I caught two more cats at the two block apart colonies in Albany. I caught that big gray face off male and he is not fixed. I caught one of the two black tux long

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The cats at Spicer origins are hungry. I've had no luck with trapping there, last couple of days. This a.m., I left out some food and texted the caretaker asking him to feed again. Otherwise, they end up dead out on the road, crossing into the fields, trying to find food. I ran into the big problem male at the other colony as I was checking that trap. There is still an unfixed female to catch

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Last kitten caught at Spicer colony. Mom still needs caught.This morning, as now is my ritual, I get up at 5:00 a.m., dress while hot water is heating on the stove, grind my coffee beans, and sit the plastic filter atop my cup. I then add a brown cone shaped paper filter and a couple teaspoons of freshly ground coffee, pour the hot water through and enjoy my first cup of coffee. That's as my

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Click post title to go to the story. A Monroe rabbit and Guinea Pig breeder decides it's not making her money and turns over dozens of animals to Heartland.Breeders suck in so many ways.Last year, many cat rescuers/fixers/shelters called it "the year of the Siamese" because so many of the strays and even feral colonies were Siamese. These generally result when people get an unfixed Siamese to "

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Here is a list of things I wish I had done in my life. Some things I might still be able to do! What is your list?--Become an astro physicist--Travel into space--Build a completely off the grid sustainable cabin, producing my own energy, catching and using my own water, using a compost toilet and growing my own food, trading for what I can't produce.--Learn to fly a small plane. Buy my own

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I went swimming today at the Albany pool. I had a blast. The woman invited me whose three teens I trapped a month and a half ago. There was an exercise class she attends, but I slipped over and swam a few laps.It was so fun. But afterwards, within minutes of exiting, my skin began to prickle and itch. My eyes went red and the familiar effects of chlorine on my system set in. Within minute my

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Grumbly with his mouth full of cat toy.Fantasia, of the Quirky Sisters, likes her basket bed, a prized fought over bed space.Best friends and cousins, Suri and Grumbly Rumby.The other half of the Quirkies, Echo.Gretal, doing so much better with all teeth gone.Cougie, one of the business cats.The gray and whites--Honey on the top, Mooki on the bottom.Quirky sister Fantasia.Albany water rates are

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I have been catching cats to be fixed at two locations about a block apart in Albany.So far, with the latest catch, a little female, I've caught nine. There are at least five more between the two locations. At least.That's a lot of good fixing done for one block!Six have been males and three have been females.This is the latest catch, a little female I've dubbed "Pugsly".And this is one of the

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There have been two terrible instances of children swept away in Oregon waters recently. In Albany, a man drove too close to a swollen creek and his car was swept into the creek. Inside the car, besides the man, were his young son, his girlfriend and her toddler. New details have emerged about how the young woman, only 18, frantically worked to free the children, both in car seats in the back,

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It's ugly. They turn to hair and beard cutting on each other.The horror. These people must be stopped. Badly cut hair is an atrocity, as we well know.Click post title to read article.The FBI and most law enforcement, with shaved heads and no beards, should not fear. But the rest of us.......

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My power bill is high. It's much higher than for this billing period last year although I used less power and the average temperature was lower than for the same period last year.My brother explained it this way: The more consumers conserve power to save money, the higher utility companies will raise rates, to make up the difference and keep their fat salaries.There's no winning, in other

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Nightshot of Jackson street high water closure last Thursday.Night shot, auto setting, barricades for high water a block from me.The elk rest area, on 38, flooded out. Where are the elk? Probably in the hills.At the elk place, just outside Reedsport, which was flooded.Boredom at the Snipped clinic. I was going to sleep in my car, while the cats were fixed. Instead, I played with my camera.

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Two days, that's all he got in his new home before they gave up. Sad! They knew what he was like and thought they could manage. I suggested they adopt Suri with him, but they didn't want three cats. Two days later they wanted him gone. Only I wasn't home yesterday. I was at the S/nipped clinic, with ten local cats being fixed.I rose early Thursday morning. I rose at 2:30 a.m., in fact.

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Click the post titles to go to a local paper story with links two slideshows. One is photos of local flooding, including many of Scio's major problems with Thomas Creek running down Main street.Also shown is flooding on Conifer Blvd. in Corvallis, along with Lancaster and Cambridge streets, off Conifer.There are a few photos of sand bagging on a flooded Albany street also.The second slideshow

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I took the three ferals from Spicer Origins up to the FCCO clinic this a.m., to be fixed. All three turned out to be boys!!!Water in Albany has greatly receded since yesterday. Thankfully.A child and a very young mother, only 18, died in the car that was swept into Periwinkle creek from the Mega Foods parking lot. That is so tragic.Snickerdoodle here, in my bathroom, hails from Lancaster

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I went to check traps and had to drive through high water in three places on Three Lakes. It was running across the road. But that was nothing.I come back 34th street and hit high water. I made it through that patch, but the next was much longer and deeper. I elected to turn around. I have a low car. The air intake has to be low and I did not want to drown my car and ruin the engine. I was

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This is why I called him Grumbly Rumby--the attitude he had at first. He was mad at the world. He'd growl, rumbling low. He grumbled if I picked him up. He changed. Now he'll likely get a new name with his new home. He'll always be Grumbly Rumby to me.Grumbly's gone. He's been adopted. Hopefully it will work out. He freaked out when the man came, but he was a really nice man. No kidding

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I took these photos earlier, of my yard, and of a flooded parking lot on Three Lakes. I then spent two hours digging ditches to try to drain water out of the cat yard so my garage wouldn't flood. It worked for awhile, but has filled up again. There's no place for the water to go. Three Lakes Road flooded parking lot. Now, things are much worse on Three Lakes Road. I had to drive through

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Grumbly has a great home option in Philomath. He's leaving us this afternoon. They have another cat, a Siamese girl, and are just great people, the kind you dream of adopting one of your cats. I just hope he behaves the first few days, which are rough on a cat going to a new home. I am sad because I will miss him, but I am also very very happy, to be quite honest. I can't keep them all!Also,

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The snow melted to slush and the rain began. That was last night. Now the winds are whipped up and scheduled to hit 100 mph gusts, to the west, on the coast.Nothing new here. In fact, many Oregonians, at the mere mention of a big windstorm, take off for the coast to watch it come in. Ducks to the core, we are here. We love weather. If we didn't, we'd all move to a one season state.Not that

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The three Vancouveria youtube episodes are so funny. I LOVE Portlandia, although I don't get the channel that airs the series, that spoofs Portland, Oregon culture. My brother records them and I watch them there. Now, on Youtube, there is Vancouveria, Portlandia with a Vancouver twist. Vancouver is working class and conservative, compared to Portland.

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We rarely get snow here in the mid valley region of Oregon. So when we do, even if it's a tiny amount and doesn't stay long, we go nuts! We usually get a lot of snow in the coast range, to the west, and the Cascade Mountains, to the east. But this year, we've had very little even there, causing concern for summer water supply, which is fed by mountain snow run off. The mountains are finally

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I am fed up with the stinky air here, where I live near all the industrial plants. It's disgusting many nights. I can't even breathe in sometimes. It's gotten much worse, too. There was a different even more awful smell tonight, coming with the wind blowing from the south. Probably a 34th street plant emission smell. I wanted to puke. I came inside and wrote a letter to the editor.I was

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I did not realize what a chain of events would be unleashed when I wrote a letter to the editor of the paper. I wrote it out of rage, actually. An Albany man was trapping owned cats and dumping them across the river. Comments following the news article on it were terribly cruel and hateful towards cats. Many commenters expressed encouragement for cruelty to cats.So I wrote the letter, about

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It is freezing outside here in Oregon. It's 21 degrees out where I live. Brrrrrr!The snow that fell yesterday is now frozen solid on the roadways.Last night, it was "try something new" night here. So I made spinach ravioli, from scratch. That's right, I made and chilled pasta dough, cut it, and stuffed it with my homemade stuffing of spinach, ricotta and Parmesan cheese and mushrooms.I was

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Snickerdoodle on January 3. I took this right before returning her, after she was spayed.Right ear front edge wound. This is the spot that at first looked like a straight cut. It looks better now than it did when I first saw it Friday afternoon.Her nose. When I picked her up, she was drooling badly, and had a raw spot worn on her chin and below her nose. However, there was also what looked

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Last night, I waited and waited, hoping to see the predicted snow begin to fall. I gave up and went to bed. This morning nothing, until suddenly this began!It's been so far a long dry winter here in Oregon. Ski resorts are suffering as is the summer water outlook without a winter snowpack in the mountains. However, the snow isn't supposed to last very long.Sugar, before I returned him

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I don't eat fast food much and when I do, it's usually Subway. Tonight, I pulled into Del taco. I ordered two chicken tacos and nachos. When I got home, I pulled out the soft tacos. They had some circular hard thing in the middle, cold and tough, and I could not identify it. The nachos had clumpy looking sour cream that tasted spoiled. The chips were stale, not crispy, but kind of oily old.

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Snickerdoodle is a female cat from Lancaster Bridge, fixed January 3. I had a message on my phone when I returned from the latest fix trip, that she was not doing well since surgery.I finally went over yesterday. The stories changed about how much she was eating and where she ate, as if I was turning the page on a book, when I'd ask her about it. I don't know if I was not hearing her right or

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Adair Village male teen Whitie, neutered today.Adair Village torti "Belly", mom of Whitie and Blackie, spayed today.Adair Village teen male Blackie, neutered today.Albany teen male Louie, neutered today.Albany teen male Willy, neutered today.Albany teen in heat female Jessie, spayed today.Albany teen female Daisy, spayed today.Manatee, the huge orange male the old man trapped, a Spice Boy, under

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I am over stocked on cats for the clinic. First I get cancelled on some cats I had lined up. But then I find more cats. Then more. And yet more. I have 13 cats ready to go. I could have taken 14. Might get 14 or even 17 if I luck out and fill every trap still set.Won't happen. It's like in the 20's here. Bait frozen. Every good cat curled up somewhere warm or out of the wind. Just

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Slant House Cat House, without lid!This afternoon, I traveled to the Lebanon very old woman colony. I'd finished the Slant House Cat House. It's Fort Knox in construction! I made it from eave pieces discarded in Millersburg. That's couch stuffing as bedding, from a couch I tore up to get rid of, cannibalizing anything from it I could. It was so heavy to wrestle into my car, but somehow I did

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I apologized to that old guy, who went off on me for bringing the three teens back. Yeah, I know. Pathetic. But I felt it was the only way to get the rest of the cats helped and it wasn't that big of a deal to me, to get yelled at or devalued. He said he had, in the meantime, borrowed a trap. But nothing stuck I'd told him about trapping. He claims not to have been feeding the kittens, and

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The CoatThe coat I got from my Vancouver friend for Christmas is a really nice coat, a fancy coat by all accounts, by my standards. It's a three piece ski jacket, with hood. I liked it. But when I put it on, the sleeves came to mid forearm. I was so disappointed.There was no gift receipt inside. I contacted my friend by e-mail. She's in the middle of a family crisis of sorts. Her

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My Vancouver WA friend sent me a coat for Christmas. It was beautiful, but did not fit. I contacted her about this and she sent a copy of her store receipt, so I could exchange it.I go to Fred Meyer with the coat and receipt. Wasn't good enough, because it was a copy and didn't have a bar code or something. So it was up to the store manager, I was told, if they'd take it back. She refused

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Big long hair neutered male, who showed up in N. Albany, as a starved skinny desperate stray.I was called by someone I helped a couple months back, taking in four cats to be fixed. They just had a skrawny tame neutered male arrive begging for food on their porch. He once was a big cat! He loves other cats, too. Where did he come from? He could be one of the cats dumped behind Ray's by the

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Discontent! Rumby tries to settle in atop Miss Daisy, who is not happy.Daisy ferments with Rumby's needy intrusion.Daisy's discontent erupts. First bite!Daisy launches herself at Rumby and takes Rumby down!Suri, nestled under my comforter, legs crossed.Window cats Jade and Shaulin.Shed cat! Zeva, who lives on another block but is always over here, mooching food from my neighbor or me, or

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There was nothing else on besides the debate. So I half watched it. It was boring. Except this wasn't boring: over half the candidates: Romney, Santorum, Perry and Gingrich, are hawks and expressed interest in returning troops to Iraq. Whoa nilly! Santorum is the most aggressive hawk. I don't like him. I think he's dangerous. He came across to me as like one of those jocks, from high

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The Albany stray, Suzi, is now under the care of the Coos Bay S/nipped clinic. She needs dental work, which we all know is outrageously expensive. And she needs a home.If anyone wants to donate to S/nipped to aid in Suzi's care, including a dental and food, please click the post title to go to the S/nipped clinics' website. This is a nonprofit clinic, trying to make a difference, struggling to

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Age is setting in. Old injuries like to ghost up.The cat round up marathon/clinic trip that was last Monday night through Tuesday night seemed to crank loose my goosey shoulder joint. Wasn't working that well last two days. It would make some popping noises, then my right arm won't turn right and shoots pain at me. This is followed by periods of arm numbness and shooting pains from the

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I don't like elections. The major news networks think we all love every little detail of campaigns. Not me.I have become disillusioned. The more I hear about government the more I feel it is a lost cause. Our politicians are bought and paid for by lobbyists for big industry and corporations. I read just today that lots of the olive oil on shelves isn't really olive oil at all, but something

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I may be approaching 60, but I can still outlast many people far younger! I proved that yesterday. At least to myself.The day started at 3:00 a.m., after four hours of sleep. I'd been rounding up cats the day before. Including a last minute male, from Heatherdale trailer park in Albany.I picked up four at one of the houses by the Homeless shelter here in town. There are two more there

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Original Spice boy Machi.Another Original Spice Boy Meeko.Mooki, one of the Spice boys and still here.In 2007, a older woman contacted me. She was feeding strays, a mom and her kittens. Off I went, traps in hand. I trapped two odd roam in males, the mom and three boys. The girl kitten had disappeared.The old woman begged me to take in the boys. I relented finally and did. The mom and two

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Here he is, in his new home, as of this afternoon, and already acting like he owns the place, sleeping on their laps, and following them around.I called him The Guardian, the big black male cat, tame and already neutered, living with ferals. But he so badly wanted a home. An old couple walk by that ramshackle property, where a trailer once sat, before it was demolished, after the woman who

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I could not sign up with the one dental clinic in the mid valley accepting my insurance. I had a terrible experience there way over a decade ago, and I got scared talking to them.Number one, the receptionist said they didn't need records from my old dentist. Huh?Number two, they told me one dentist there had previously practiced elsewhere. I was asking how long the dentists there had been with

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What do you think of my template change? Stunning, is it not, what black does for a background? I like it. Yes, am bored tonight. Rain is pounding Oregon. Not much one can do about it or in it.I seem to have lost all my links in the change. Will need a redo.When I changed the template, I looked at stats. I had never before looked.In all the time this blog has been around, it has had 150k

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Click the post title to go to the Cat Wheel company. They make cat wheels, like hamster cage wheels, for cats to run on. But you better have bucks. They cost over $400 with shipping.Here's a home made cat wheel.And another.And here is a small one made from two plastic garden containers and a large lazy susan!

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I don't want Christmas to be over. I love the lights. I love the coziness of my lighted tree and decorations and the lights outside I hung with care from my eaves!I know lots of people don't like Christmas for various reasons. I love Christmas. I love hearing from people I haven't heard from in ages or hear from just at Christmas. I love getting cards. I love the chocolate. I love the

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She's bacccckkkkk! Last four teeth are gone. My pockets are empty but the bill is paid.She's feeling good on pain medication from the vet.No howling right now! Now, a week on antibiotics and let's hope this is done with.I'm going to make jewelry from her canines. From Val's too. I still have them.

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Lovely Valentino sleeps in the December sun!I promised the old couple on the edge of Albany I'd fix their broken trap. Need to quite doing all these things for everybody else, I know. Anyhow, got it fixed today.It had multiple problems. The stop latch that drops down from the top of the trap, to keep the vertical door piece in place when the trap is closed was bent and cats could bust out.

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Gretal has been staying in my bathroom much of the time for the last week, so I can give her sub cu fluids and antibiotics and force feed her. This has not been easy. She is a headstrong kitty and does not like to be confined. Once she started looking better, with the antibiotics and fluids helping her, I would let her out of the bathroom at night, so I could sleep. She would come out and

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I am sick of them and their violence and killings in the supposed name of religion. Go to the post title to read an article about the ridiculous Christmas message from one of these violence control freaks.They want to control you and everyone, but especially women. No free thought allowed ever under them. They are terrified of freedom. Control freaks always are. Their arguments hold no

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I cannot believe it. Magic just occurred.As I was writing about the cost of Gretal's dental tomorrow, and the fact cat food is not getting dropped off and money for vet bills is not falling from the sky, CAT FOOD ACTUALLY sort of FELL FROM THE SKY!!Here is what I was writing, in the previous post, at the exact time as somebody was leaving cat food by my garage: "People aren't driving by and

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Cost to treat rescued cats with health issues is a huge factor for little rescues all over. I was given an estimate for tomorrow's dental, for Gretal, her third since mid August, of $400. How do I come up with this money? I am scrambling, let me tell you.These issues are a constant battle. How to even keep the cats fed, vaccinated and treated for fleas and worms, while they wait, seemingly

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Merry Christmas Everyone!There is nothing better than starting off a morning with a mug of peppermint coffee or ending the day with a cup of steaming hot mint cocoa or peppermint tea.My friend in WA state, who adopted the handsome Samson, a Siamese from a Lebanon collectors trailer, from me, years ago, sent me a Starbucks mug with a few individual packets of peppermint flavored coffee! Am in

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I spent a warm and fun Christmas Eve again with a pair of sisters, their mom, cats, another sister, her husband and two of their grown sons. They welcome me in as family. It is home made lefse, salads, punch, and laughter. After dinner we sat around the tree and each of us said what Christmas meant to us or told one particular memory. Except Riley who wanted to pass! More laughter, opening of

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Gretal, taken December 14.She can't eat or drink, with her mouth so painful. Finally, knowing she is severely dehydrated, I used my trusty net to contain her and pumped her full of fluids and force fed her, along with antibiotics.Her bad mouth may kill her this time, due to the fact I can't get her in until Tuesday and she won't drink or eat. It's the pus bothering her and seems to sting her

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Pebbles left this morning, adopted by a great family. I have no fears on this adoption. I took this photo, below, today, before she left. Look at Grumbly on the side, carrying a cat toy. He loves doing that!Pebbles was so adorable! I grabbed her out of a filthy shed up there, along with her brother, Bambam. They were tiny, sick, and very dehydrated.Rocky, Giggles the laughing calico, and

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Gretal is reverting back. I've been petting her for a hour. By hand!I started with the "long distance brush" which is a brush I tape to the end of a rod. She LOVED that. Then I decided "what the heck" and just reached in and began giving her a massage. The purring began. Medicating her now is not a problem.I just hope bad teeth is all she has wrong. When she opens her jaw, she seems to

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This is Gretal drooling blood on August 14, before her first dental. It's coming from the upper left.This is Gretal drooling again, taken a few minutes ago, again drooling from the same location. Maybe the upper canine has been infected all along. I don't know.It's eery, isn't it? To see the two photos, drool from the exact same location, taken months apart, two dentals inbetween.She is

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Pebbles is getting a home. I had hoped the family would also take Suri, but that was a no go. They're a great family and have one cat already so it should work out ok with time. We will miss her here. She is leaving Saturday.Say goodbye to Pebbles, who is leaving Saturday.Shaulin, from the Albany Bengal man colony.Sam, playing happily with a cat toy made by and sent to me by Midori of WA.Sam

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Oh my, the time I've wasted the last few weeks on Facebook. What was I thinking?I am giving myself a Christmas gift today by closing the account once again.I have cats to catch and books to read and I need to start an exercise program.Some will wonder where I went no doubt, or think it abnormal to close the account.Ha! Life is short and Facebook isn't real life.I'm free. It's gone. Well, not

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The work of cats.Shaulin stalks ornament.Soloman.Teddy, of the homeless camp.Teddy again.The mackeral tabby brown stray male fixed last Friday at the Snipped clinic. He's from Albany. Bad photo.Below are the trailer park cats fixed last week at Snipped:DLH old faded gray and white male.Black tux male.

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Yesterday 14 cats went to the snipped clinic to be fixed.Six hail from an over run trailer park.Four were Albany tame boys, all from one apartment. There was Red, Raider, Gizmo and Beast.Gizmo, fixed yesterday.Red, fixed yesterday.Beast, also fixed yesterday.Raider, fixed yesterday.One boy fixed yesterday is an Albany stray, living under an old woman's porch. I call him Shucks. He was neutered

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Albany business cat Stiletto!Albany business cat Alexi!Albany business fat cat Haley. I can hardly blame her for over eating. She was starved where she roamed before coming here, having kittens with no food to be had, except pigeons in great abundance on the business grounds.The gorgeous Albany business cat Misty!Business cats Raindrop and the chronically worried looking Sassy!Gretal, yesterday

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Valentino in motion!I got my Christmas tree and lights up! I love them! The tree is tied off in four directions so the cats cannot knock it over.Gretal began working her jaw and drooling some yesterday. I was horrified.I hope she does not have to go under anesthesia again and have more teeth pulled. She has only four left after her latest dental, November 15, the second since mid August.I

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Have you ever wanted to travel with cats, maybe take a little road trip with about 11 cats in your car, most of whom you just met? It's probably something like driving a bunch of frat boys home after a party.Now I travel with a jar of Vicks ointment and I put some in my nose. I have to. The cats invariably start pooping about 15 minutes into the trip. Sometimes, it's really really smelly

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I was back trying to catch another kitten there, same place Sam came from, way back when, and Oci. After I caught the 15 abandoned by the woman who left her trailer, I was back again, when the feeder called to say there were two adults and a kitten there. I caught all there and the woman's mom took in the tame adult female and her kitten. I never heard from the feeder woman again. But I heard

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Guess who?Grumbly and Daisy!Mooki and Meesa!Meesa!Slurpy!Buffy!Soloman!

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I took a cat house I made from the unwanted Millersburg scrap wood up to the old woman with the cats in Lebanon a week ago. However, she wanted it on her porch, not out in the woods, making the tin roof unneeded. I was worried she would cut herself on the roof's sharp edges. I made a new board roof for the cat house, one that can be pulled off easily with a cord I attached through an eye hook.

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Stileto from the Albany business.Feather, from the Santiam Rest Area, formerly that is.Rogue, formerly of the Albany business who didn't want him.Teddy, of the Corvallis Homeless Camp.Mops, one of the two evil twins here, siblings, originally from the 120 cat BS colony, and along with Buffy, his sister, not the nicest of cats.I painted the new cat stairs and attached some carpet pieces.Good

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I've had very little to do lately. Yesterday, sheer boredom drove me to play with the Millersburg scrap wood and create a new cat run and cat stairs. I'll paint them soon.Fitting that Millersburg cats Sam and Oci were the first to check out the new construction.With money so tight, I've been unable to drive. Gas prices are a limiting factor for everyone these days. I met a guy picking up cans

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Cutting the entry, exit holes. First I measured and marked the outer wall hole and cut it out, using a large drill bit to first drill a couple holes, then a jig saw I got at the Habitat Store.This is a completed outer wall hole.Then I put the inner wall against that hole so I could mark the hole on the inner wall, to cut it out.The marked inner wall hole.Then I drilled some holes, so I could fit

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With all the scrap wood I got out in Millersburg, I have been building the first low income housing unit for some Lebanon cats. I'm no good at creating plans before I build something, a severe fault. I plan as I go. The only plan was I decided to make it 24" by 30" on the inside.But, I add an inch and a half, in this case at least, of insulation, contained between inner and outer walls. Yeah.

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Kate and Ned, who adopted Tiny Tim, when they lived in HB, say, when they get their own place, which is dependent on one or both of them getting jobs where they now live, near Bellingham, WA, they will adopt Valentino. I am thrilled.Let's hope Kate and/or Ned get jobs and their own place that allows cats. They are aiming for February, which would be a year from when Valentino was rescued.I would

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What am I thankful for?Pretty much everything.Being still alive. That's a big one.Having a roof over my head, always amazed at that.Having a car.Having a pile of cats who love me.Still have all four major limbs and most needed organs. At my age. Go figure!Being fricking rich, compared to most of the world. Sure, in the U.S., I might be way under poverty level, but man alive, to have all of

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Valentino is having a rough time after surgery yesterday to remove nine more bad teeth, leaving him only four, one on each side of each jaw. He's drooling. His jaw and face quiver if he moves his jaw. He purrs if you just come into the bathroom, however. He is such a grateful kitty, a wonderful sweetheart. He's on pain meds and antibiotics. I am giving him sub cu fluids and syringe feeding

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Sleepy Rumby.Four Business cats on the bed--Stiletto, Tilly, Alexi and Raindrop.Pebbles in bed.Suri on her side.Sam.Sleeping Jade.Grumbly against white.

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I love the excitement of a big crowd and something happening. Black Friday is a spectacular carnage!I don't go. I don't have any money. I don't need a thing.Oh sure, there are a few things. Like underwear. I do need to upgrade in this area.I need to break down also and get some jeans again. Again mine are full of holes, stains and frayed. Most I have don't fit.But I don't need

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Mooki cuddles with Shady.Window watcher Teddy.Suri, the exotic.Rumby lives to play.Chessy, from the Davidson street underground cats. (She's been here over a year now)Gretal hides out beneath the bathroom sink after her latest dental work. I had it fixed up for her with a soft blankee and a heating pad.Window watchers Shaulin, Jade and Teddy.I can't wait for my next trip to Coos Bay. See

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The Ghost Kitty has died. He was on his way out of this world by the time I got him out from under that house in Corvallis. His guardian angel, who has fed him, took him to Heartland and stayed by his side as he died. There was no saving him.Bless his soul.I am stiff and sore already from my time under that house. Guess I'm getting old.Valentino had to go to the vet. He's been drooling

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I received a call this morning from a Corvallis woman with a problem.A cat she had fed for two years, who came with the house she rented, was injured and under the house. The previous tenant there told her, when she moved in, "this house comes with a cat you have to feed." So she has fed him.She said she noticed he was having weakness in his hind legs starting months ago. But in the last two

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Gretal is back and in my bathroom recovering from yesterday's vet visit. She had to have some teeth removed and also four roots dug out, from past extractions that left part of the tooth root down in the gums. These four tooth roots were what has been bothering her.The vet located them using digital X-rays, then made sure she got all pieces out with the same technology.She is supposed to be

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Gretal back in 2006, not long after her rescue.Gretal's brother, huddled over her, in the dark and during a freezing windstorm, after they were dumped outside Safehaven.Here he is in my bathroom, after rescue. They two were super skinny.Handsel and Gretal, at my place in Corvallis, not long after their rescue. They were then six or seven months old.Gretal is going in tomorrow, to go under

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It has not been that long since Gretal had 10 teeth pulled, thanks to a friend of mine, at her vet, Alpine in Corvallis.But, for two days now, she has again been working her jaw, just like she did last time. So far, no bloody pus filled drool, but there is drool, coming from the left lower side, near the front, as far as I can tell.My friend is getting her records from her vet tomorrow so I will

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I need to charge my camera batteries.The Tongue.Rumby on the bed shelf.Rumby's climbing haven.Fantasia likes her cushy comfort.

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Here are some photos of the Snipped clinic.Stop! Sit! Stay!Snip Angel.Welcome!Front door.Front of the building.Decorative fence.Be on time!Reception.This is Gracie, a muted torti fixed mid September. I trapped her. I knew she was nursing kittens. The cat woman of the block had already grabbed one, as a bottle babe, but later grabbed two more, and a neighbor took one. Three of her kittens,

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Getting old, I am.I thought was doing ok with the time change, getting to bed at 8:00, really 9:00 by the old time, on Saturday night, with the cats for the clinic long in hand. But I didn't sleep well. Too much caffeine.Nonetheless, I dropped off the cats at the clinic and came home. I was going to sleep, but someone I know was volunteering and said she got off her shift at 1:00 and would I

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The previously spayed sweet and vocal girl I took to the FCCO clinic yesterday, found in an Albany wrecking yard.Wrecking yard girl again.This girl was trapped in a barn on the edge of Albany. She's lactating and I know she had two very chubby kittens five weeks ago.Barn girl again.This is the unknown light brown tabby I drop trapped middle of the night last night at the Never Ending Colony.

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88 cats I believe were fixed today at the Corvallis FCCO clinic. I took in seven of those cats. One cat, however, the wrecking yard female, turned out to be already fixed.Of the five from Millersburg, four of those, including all three kittens, were girls. The short hair black and white adult, of the two adults, was a male. The one I thought was the male, from two years back, was in fact an

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I had five reservations for tomorrow's FCCO clinic in Corvallis. I have seven cats. The coordinator said "That's fine." I also loaned three traps to some folks trapping between Albany and highway 34. They'd borrowed five from the FCCO, but filled them all and had at least two more to catch.Click the post title to go to the Feral Cat Coalition of Oregon's website and see what they do.I have

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I caught three teens, two long hair blacks and this one--a black tux long hair.Could this cat be a female?Sure looks like a male though.Long hair black teen.I trapped the Millersburg Five tonight. Lately, I have been naming colonies by their numbers if the cats in the colony number under ten. "The Nine". "The Main Street Gang of Six". Today, it's "The Millersburg Five."It's a phase.I caught

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This is sad. Who gets such a big dog and moves within a year of getting him. Maybe he's stolen? But if not, seems a very huge lack of planning, to get such a huge and expensive dog, then to get rid of it so quickly. The poster also has photos. Bet they're asking a great deal of money, even though the dog isn't neutered and apparently isn't housebroken and has no papers, which is totally

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The fruits and vegees below are the so called "dirty dozen" the most sprayed fruits and vegees on the planet, and therefore the most toxic, soaked full of insecticides and pesticides. I knew apples were, and it makes sense on potatoes, that sit in the ground and absorb everything in the soil. I know local non organic farmers spray the hell out of cherry and peach trees. Imported grapes are

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Click the post title to go to the story about two women calling the local paper about globes in the sky last night over Albany. One woman was on Waverly when she saw them, the other on Geary street, a few blocks from my place.Darn it, wish I'd been out there looking up! If that's not spooky enough, consider the new TV show "Grimms" is filmed in Portland.I watched the first episode. Missed the

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Hairy is the big black hairy ear tipped feral who was trapped over on Country Club drive in Corvallis and ended up at Heartland. He would have died there, as unadoptible, but they called me, since he had that ear tip, to see if I might know where he belonged.I didn't. His crime that got him trapped was sneaking into someone's house to eat their cats' food. He was starving. This led me to

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Heartland called me this evening. Someone trapped an orange tabby, very small one, just west of Philomath on highway 34. The cat will be killed there, since he or she is too shy to be considered adoptable. Heartland wanted to know if by chance I might know the cat, since it has an ear tip. They don't want to kill it, if there is a way to get it out of there.I don't know the cat. I only know

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Meet Echo! I first met him when I got him fixed, over on Hill St. He was a starving lonely stray. However, he got taken in by the woman who asked for help getting cats fixed there.Below is Echo now. Is he abused or what?This morning, I was asked to travel down Riverside Drive and meet a KATA volunteer over some kittens. What else?She had originally asked me to trap the cats living around

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I saw Shady out in the cat yard, looking up at the roof of the garage.I went out into my driveway and looked up. I have a roof adornment!Zeva lives a block over, but spends almost all her time on this street and is fed by my next door neighbor and sometimes by me. I got her fixed, along with many others from that same house.

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