Sick

I'm not sick.

My family is, however.  The southern Oregon part of the family.  Not the Idaho progressive heathen family branch.  

None were vaccinated.   Does that surprise you?  It wouldn't if you knew them.

They've all got Covid except my brother who wasn't on the "sick trip".  He's now living in his work place shop.  I think the sick ones have mild cases, thank goodness.

Well anyhow, it was bound to happen sooner or later. I hope they'll all recover.

It's been very hot around here.   In the hundreds again.  Smoke hazed skies, dirtied with billowing dust clouds brought up by the grass seed farmers now plowing under the dirt, to plant the next crop of grass seed.

Its a time in the valley you want to wear masks anyhow, to keep those darn farmer dirt clouds from your nose and wildfire smoke out too.  We're back to an indoor mask mandate now in Oregon.   Some counties are so covid overwhelmed they're asking for field hospitals.  

I had four spay neuter reservations today but only took two cats.  I'd given one of my four reservations to someone with a barely pregnant feral.  By the time they could get appointments the cat would have been near due to deliver her kittens and nobody likes to do that to cat if it can be helped.  So she will be spayed when barely pregnant and go home.

I went clear to Cascadia in heat of over 103 degrees, at the request of a homeless woman up there I could barely understand let alone figure out what was going on with her and her cats.   Even when I finally located her up there, I couldn't figure it out anyhow.  I set a couple traps, behind her trailer, which was nearly shrouded in trash, caught a couple of very healthy already fixed cats, let them go, told her to call KATA or some adoption group if she found kittens.  I gave her a bag of dry cat food and left, already so hot I wanted to pass out.

I gave out two more bags two more places in Cascadia, since I was there, found a lady who knew a guy with two girl cats and we arranged for me to meet up yesterday at 4:00 to pick them up to be fixed today.  But guess what.  Yesterday he didn't show up.  Late last night, he called me, not apologetic, but trying to blame this person or that person for the reason he wasn't there at the appointed time.  Made me want to vomit.  Buddy, just buck up, say you are sorry and ask how he can get the girls to me next time there are appointments. The whole "I'm not responsible for anything" line turns me off big time.

Everything living is thirsty in Oregon.  I hate putting out the bowls of water for the cats because I feel the trees, the ferns, even the berry vines yearning for that water.  

So I took in Bagherra, from Tangent today to be fixed.  He's fed by the folks who feed the four fixed last week from there, the mom and three teenagers.  They worked at getting this big guy.  They figured out when he comes through, from their cameras, then moved my drop trap close to the house and ran the line through the bedroom window.  They sat up night before last, waiting for him to come through on his 12:30 rounds and they got him.   He's a lucky big boy.  

Bagherra

I also took up this little angel to be fixed---Oreo, a sweet girl kitten from Sweet Home.  How I adore her.  She made the evening so much fun, playing with her.  She sat on my shoulder. My cats were horrified but I ignored them.

Oreo

Today I am mindlessly cleaning, even in the heat.  I suppose I am stressed over some family members having Covid.  I just want them to get over it and the ones who don't have it, down there, to be smart and get vaccinated.  I can't control much of anything, however.  Just me, and what I do.