The Takeover

 I went to Sweet Home yesterday.

I was to trap two cats needing fixed at a lady's place.  I have so far taken two to be fixed from this place.  Both were sickly.  One has disappeared since, but allegedly comes back now and then.  I tried to get a photo of two long hair girls who have been there a long time and are fixed and best friends.  They were so cute hanging out together, going in and out of a little dog house, rubbing heads.  But they were too far away for my phone camera.

The tree folks had arrived on time, to take down the bug infested elderly birch in the back.  The appointment was made three months back and here they were, three months later, right on time.  It was unbelievable, especially after the struggle with the car.  Those car folks operated on their own time schedule in some alternate universe where the customer doesn't matter much.  So it shocked me somewhat to encounter a company on time, months after the appointment was made.

They were done and gone by the time I got back just after noon.

They left no mess whatsoever and chipped almost the entire tree.  We didn't pay for wood removal but not much was left that they couldn't chip.  Now I hope to extend the cat yard clear to the back which would make the cats happy.

One of those two small trees back there is from the old Cottonwood, still trying to grow back.  The other is a Lilac.

Before I went to the ladies house to try to trap, I went to the Reservoir, just to give myself a prop up, to dream of summer.  But the water levels were miserably low.  I was a little surprised given the high water at the park, which is downstream of the reservoirs.  Sure its been raining very very hard for seems like months now.   Yesterday was no exception.  So maybe they just keep it flowing out as fast as it comes in.

High and dry boat ramp at Caulkins.  It's interesting with the water so low to see the banks, and slopes, for later, when the reservoir is filled.

I went to the ladies house and was only able to trap one of the two cats needing caught for fixing.  She had the other one in her mud room, but neither door to the mud room is secure, so the cat escaped from it when she went in with a trap.

Lucy, the torti I got fixed first, perches on shoulders and is always looking for a new shoulder perch.  But the lady won't trim her nails and those nails are like daggers.  When I arrived, Lucy was on her shoulder and the lady moved too close to me and Lucy made a leap for my lap, where I sat in my car seat, and those nails raked down my right hand and left leg, leaving me dripping blood.  I wasn't happy with her, not Lucy, the lady, for not keeping those nails trimmed.

So I came home just after noon with only one cat of the two.  Immediately when I went to check my messages, I saw about the coup attempt at the Capitol and was shocked and outraged and saddened, all at one time.  I couldn't believe the President would instigate and encourage something like that and I also wondered why the Capitol was not defended from this mob.   I had to wonder if that was also planned.  Usually a person would be shot dead if they tried to scale the rotunda.  I knew something bad might happen yesterday.  Trump made a big deal about trying to get supporters there to a "wild party".  So I think he had this all planned out to happen.

To see fellow Americans deface and degrade the Capitol of our nation itself was almost too much for me.  I couldn't handle it after awhile and went to the park.  I only saw the rabbit once.  Rain was pounding down, however.  

The KATA lady who has been wanting to catch the rabbit sent me a post about a rabbit with similar markings in Lebanon, that someone saw in their yard and the lady who posted was asking whose rabbit it was.  The people who abandon or dump their pet rabbits, cats, dogs, even kids, are numerous unfortunately.  The park rabbit looks too similar to the one posted about in Lebanon to not be related.  

I briefly talked to my older brother who was also very upset about the degradation and invasion of the Capitol.   To see those people plundering and waving Confederate flags, I wanted to go fight them all.  In the end, I turned off all coverage of the atrocity and went to bed, surrounded with my cats.