Friday, August 20, 2021

Fun in the Sun

 The covid situation is dire here in Oregon.  Hospitals are full and there's nowhere for sick people to go, I hear.  In Roseburg, a covid patient died in the ER, waiting for a bed.  

I couldn't get to sleep after hearing that, worried maybe it was one of my relatives who got Covid.  Two of them live in Roseburg.   I tossed and turned and had terrible dreams.   

I wish they'd all gotten vaccinated promptly but they didn't, and there's nothing I can do to change that.  I just want them all to be ok.

Anyhow, all the gloom and doom out there isn't good for a person.  So yesterday I went to the lake, determined to get my mind off things.  There's not much time before the corp of Engineers will drop the level down.



   I posted the above photos on facebook and invited anyone and everyone to come, to join me on the beach, as it was empty except for me.  None of my facebook folks, most of whom I don't know really or barely know, came to join me in some fun.  This did not surprise me.  Sometimes I think many of them are much happier posting dire dirges in the dark on facebook than doing anything fun.  But mostly I don't know them very well and certainly not well enough that they would ever do anything with me.  Facebook friends are not friends in that kind of sense.   I have no idea what they are.

A Lebanon woman I knew did come up, after I texted her, and said, "You gotta come, it's so beautiful."  She did come and lazed in the water, used my inner tube, which is so comfortable for just floating around.  We had a good time.  Then she said she'd go with me to see the new Cascadia colony I'd been told about.  I also wanted to check in on the lady allegedly trapping for the 2nd Siamese kitten.

First we went to Bimart and I bought three bags of dry cat food and some wet food, to take to the big new colony people.  Bimart was almost out of wet food and only had some flats of Fancy Feast, so I got a flat of that.

We left her truck there, with my kayak in the back, and took off to Cascadia.   The new colony is overloaded in cats and kittens.   I was stunned.  They look healthy but they are starving.  I gave the couple the cat food.  It won't last  very long for all those cats.  I took some photos too and grabbed three small kittens.  There were four or five more same age, and I wish I'd gotten all 8 of those at least.







Isn't this little boy beautiful!   He loves having all the food he can eat.   He's only a pound in weight!

I'd love to get the five others this age out of there too.  They're darling kittens and deserve a chance.


Orphan Paws Project, a Corvallis TNR vet student group, took the three kittens early this morning.  I'm trying to scrounge spay neuter spots sooner than the 22nd of September for this group.  And more places that will take the kittens.

After we left that colony I stopped at Shorty's place.   Her truck was there, but the trap was not set under the mobile, where the first kitten and mom had been caught.   I yelled and yelled for Shorty and finally she roused from inside the camp trailer.  And I saw my trap, thrown onto a pile of trash.  I couldn't believe it.  There was a cat collar inside it.   She had no explanation for why it was thrown onto a trash pile or why there was a collar in the trap other than she thought the collar would attract the kitten.   

I took my trap, that seemed undamaged from its treatment, and the net I'd left there, but left her my carrier, for her unfixed male, who is allegedly inside her camp trailer somewhere.  I really doubt she could find and catch him inside her camp trailer. I told her I'd be back Sunday for him.  But she's lost her cell phone and says she doesn't keep track of what day it is.  I tried to call her phone, hoping it would ring and she could find it but no luck that way.  So I left--horrified really, for that last kitten, and for the kittens mom, in my garage, because I don't want to take her back to such a situation.

We stopped in town, where Mary got in her truck, and followed me home, where we unloaded my kayak and the kittens.  

It was a good day really.  The lake was so warm and pleasant.  I was there for two hours before Mary showed up and then another hour with her there, before delivering lifesaving cat food up to Cascadia and grabbing three kittens.  The kittens are already gone and I'm today trying to find places for more along with spay neuter spots.  And maybe a place for Mama Siamese, too, because that isn't a place to go back to up there.




9 comments:

  1. I am so glad that you had some time by the lake - and a friend to share some of it.
    Thank you (as always) for all that you do - and I hope you CAN find a home for Mama Siamese. One where she has a chance.

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    1. Yeah that one situation is really horrifying. I wish it were not so far up there, I'd go, set a trap or two for that kitten, and sneak back now and then during the day to check the traps. If she knows they are there though, she'll mess with them. It's one of those nightmare producing things. Mom won't go back. I'll find somewhere for her, but I need that other kitten, so I can sleep.

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  2. Some of my relative also haven't been vaccinated. So far I only lost one cousin. Hopefully no more. Your right, nothing can be done.
    Last few days here in North Idaho we haven't had beach weather.
    Coffee is on and stay safe

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    1. Not last few days here either, only that one day, that I went, so I'm glad I went. Since then, cool and cloudy mostly.

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  3. Some humans don't deserve to live. I don't know how you deal with folks like this 'Shorty' - piece of trash.

    ~shakes head~

    On a bright note, I have to laugh because our sweet old Jezebel keeps tapping at me and did something weird to my keyboard a moment ago. I guess she wants more wet food. Heh... And I'm glad you enjoyed good company on a well deserved outing. Best wishes, my dear.




















































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  4. I hope you've heard from you relatives now to know that they are recovering well.

    Shorty sounds like one of those people who can't manage their own life, let alone taking care of cats. It's all so sad, but you are doing things to make it better for all involved.

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    1. YOu're right about Shorty. she's need to be in some kind of assisted living. No, I haven't heard from my relatives. I got a few words in text response Friday night, maybe seven words total from the two of them. Enough to know my brother is ok and his wife too. But the other two, in Roseburg, who are sick---don't know.

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  5. I should think that the worst part of helping cats as you do is having to work with profoundly stupid and callous people like the woman who, presumably, threw your trap in the garbage and then couldn't tell what day of the week it was because she lost her cellphone.

    I'm glad someone came to share the day with you and then to accompany you to Shorty's (perhaps her nickname came, not from her stature, but from a shortness of brains).

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    1. I don't know what is wrong with shorty, lots I would guess.

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