Yesterday was my last clinic appointment day til end of August. I tried to catch the last two trailer park cats, tried hard, and failed in the end. Actually it was my shoulder that conked out. It's been sore awhile, off and on actually for years.
I pulled a muscle out of it years ago and it never quite healed right. I've also dislocated that shoulder three times in my life, so its prone to issues.
The problem with it goes clear down my back to my shoulder blade, across to my neck too sometimes, I can feel it. But the primary issue is pain right in my shoulder if I raise my arm too high or turn it wrong. It loses power then, and I drop anything I'm holding. I was telling my brother about my shoulder woes and he said he's experiencing the same thing. Too much heavy lifting without enough rest. Now I wear a sling at home to keep myself from using my right arm much.
With rest, it heals fast.
I've got two trailer park cats to return this morning, then I'm all done with cat catching for awhile and I'm really happy about it, looking forward and smiling.
25 adult cats caught at that trailer park plus 14 kittens caught who won't go back in just over 2 weeks. Boom, cat issue there solved! There's one tamish male in the park not yet fixed and one in heat female--Kinkette, but the drop trap is still set up over where Kinkette lives and I taught the mother and son how to use it. I told them to wait ten days at least to even try and try to get things there to seem normal again. I feel very proud of the work done there and done so quickly too.
I was there Saturday for a good share of the day again, hoping Kinkette would come by. She didn't. I saw her once briefly in the morning. I caught another big male who strolled through, had to, he was causing trouble, even spray marking the trap, so I dropped it over him and he was shocked! Aw too bad big guy.
Mom, Pele, finally brought them out Saturday morning, to eat under the drop trap and stood back. But now fixed big male Boy Bob, was also under there eating. I had to drop the trap anyhow, over those tiny kittens with Boy Bob under it too, and release him first. He was so shocked he'd been tricked again. He's a nice cat, who would let kittens and females eat first if I put out wet food.
I had to meet someone at Home Depot then, and while they were inside, I couldn't help but get the trap with the kittens in it into the front seat and reach in and say hello and that everything would be ok. Course they didn't know that then.
You would not believe the amount of food those little tiny ones have been eating. And drinking up KMR from a bowl. I've gone through an entire can of KMR powder in just a couple of days. It's good I got them. They were starving. I named the little black boy Beanie, because he's just so darn cute, with big huge eyes. I haven't named the other two yet.
KATA will take them, but not til next week, since the foster taking them is enjoying a visit from her mother.
So I really tweaked out my shoulder sitting there again two days at the trailer park and hoisting heavy traps. Sunday I couldn't do a thing with it, and made a plea for other cats. I had three from the trailer park by then---an orange tabby boy, one of two, from the second trapping location there, plus a gray tabby tux girl from that other location. That's where the other orange tabby, mostly tame, is, who still needs fixed.
So Julie brought down one of the two trailer park kittens she is fostering, one of the first caught, a girl, and now over 2 pounds, big enough to be spayed, and KATA trapped three girls and brought them, so I had seven despite being out of commission Sunday.
I only have photos of the four trailer park cats, including Sylvia, the kitten.
Sylvia, a little girl kitten, now spayed, from the park, who will get a real home. |
Pele's little tabby girl kitten, before I caught her. |
I'd gone with Italian names for the first two caught at the second location, Mia for the torti and Roma for the big male. So we named this guy Luigi. He's a sweetie too. |
The big guy from the other location got an Italian name too---Gambino! |
This young girl too is now Italian! Linguini! |
Break time for me!
Onward to Infinity!
Enjoy your totally deserved and overdue break. I do hope your shoulder heals up quickly.
ReplyDeleteDo you have any plans for your time off other than rest your shoulder?
ReplyDeleteTry to do some projects. The cat yard is over 12 years old and built with scrounged used wood to begin with. Some of the shelters need torn apart and trashed and I need to build some new ones, that kind of thing, but no plans to go anywhere or do anything.
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