Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Old Woman Colony Kitty: Not a Mom Cat

The last cat, supposedly, from the old woman's colony, allegedly the mom of the four kittens I already took in to be fixed, turned out to be a male. That unknown Siamese I photographed, that's going to be the mom of the kittens. I am working on ideas to catch her.

My knees are a wreck of bruises today, from being under the house. I have two very sore ribs, probably from when I came down on a pipe under there I hadn't seen. I'll heal, but boy am I worn out. I've been sick for about ten days, a cold first or the flu, I don't know. Then I've got irritible bowel and my stomach has been very painful of late.

I found someone willing to foster the two kittens from under that house. I am very happy about that. She'll take the third, too, if I catch it.

I've been doing exercises every night, to loosen up and to get in shape. Seems to be a slow process, but I think it's helping. Otherwise, cutting those tree branches, then pulling them through the overhead wire into the yard and some were very large, would have put me in more spinal cord and muscle pain. So I think the work outs are helping me.

I trashed my newest old tennis shoes under that house, so yesterday I washed them. In the meantime, since rain has hit, and some cold, I couldn't really wear my sandals while I wait for my shoes to dry.

I found an old pair of tennies in a corner of my closet. I can't remember what happened to them, but they're really hard, crusted hard you might say. I wore them yesterday and they didn't hurt my feet that badly. Today the other pair are dry now, so I can wear them.

I'm getting old. I've met a lot of people who retired younger than I am now. I think they're mainly state workers or military.

My front yard next year will be a garden, for food. I want to produce more of my own food. The front yard is the only place that gets sun. I figure squash are the most bang for buck, and beans. Squash grow very easily and you can dry the seeds which are high in protein, to eat all winter.

UPDATE: I just caught the last kitten over there and have the kittens and mom in my bathroom. The mom will be spayed and returned. I think I have someone who will take the three kittens. She is very nice and lives up north and loves cats.

I am trying very much to move on from the missing Clover Ridge kitty. It does no good to dwell on it much further. That is why I removed the post about the situation. It's just too painful for me to think about. In the process, at least I met a nice man in Salem, who has done a little bit of rescue, the one the woman claimed she took the female to, but in fact didn't. He seems like a very kind hearted person.

When I returned the male, who was supposed to be a female, to the Lebanon colony, the old woman confessed to confusion over which cat might have hung out with the kittens. The problem is that so many look alike and the clinic where she got some of them fixed, did not eartip the cats. So with so many who look so much alike, that can create confusion very easily. So, I will help her trap all the uneartipped adults and we will figure it out.

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