Final Kitten

 All four kittens are out of the park now.   Now comes the work of trying to find the tamest two a home--together.  

The poor little torti girl, who loves wet food, was inside the culvert, probably desperate and lonely, hoping her brother would show back up.   I only saw a little paw reach out of the culvert and slap at the residential brown tabby being curious at the front.

I had to catch her yesterday because of the rain due starting last night.  Another darn atmospheric river aimed at Oregon, may be hit with 3 to 4 inches of rain, with possible flooding.  Great.  Just what we need.  More rain.

It took only half hour to have her in a trap.  And no one was there in that parking lot the whole time.   

I have an ad on my HCC page for the four adult boys I'd like to rehome, still at the park til I find a placement, but haven't had one bit of interest so far.   I don't normally do any adoptions, so people would not be looking at my pages, if they want barn cats.  I don't have much traffic anyway on my nonprofit page.  I think the post there has seen five views.  Great.   No, I'm not a popular social media nonprofit.  I'm only popular with the people who don't fix their cats, lol.   

Oh, and the cats like me too.  So there's that.

I'm very popular with the cats.   Ok, I'll stop being silly.

Prior to my medicare physical the doctor office sent me a questionaire.  I filled it out and boy, I hope they don't carry me away.   The questions were quite silly with only check box answers allowed.   You couldn't say, "but this is why that is".   Like how many days a week do you visit with neighbors, family or friends.  Um, that would be never.   

I have a very alone life.   Not by choice, I just currently don't have anybody to do anything with.  I can't even remember the last time the brother who owns this house came by.  Seven or eight years ago maybe, to replace a window.  I have gone down to see them, though, the last time being Christmas two years ago, when I went for 24 hours.   That was right before the pandemic hit with a vengence.  

My other brother has been here once in 15 years, and that was the day I moved here.  Now he lives in Idaho and I possibly will never see him again.  When they lived in Portland, I'd drive up and visit them a couple times a year for a few hours.  It's nothing new.   I don't mind it.   Especially when I hear neighbors fighting with each other.    I don't know anyone who lives alone who minds living alone but I know lots of people with spouses who dread going home or being home with them or confide there may be a murder tonight, with a half smile, to let me know they're kidding (I hope).

I usually do not suffer from anxiety or depression.    But I had a couple days of it a couple weeks ago, when the onset of the long gray got to me and things were south at the park with people giving me crap and the desire to be free of that park.   The only thing I can do is try to place the cats, which I began immediately to do, which is my usual way of combating anxiety about something.  

I don't like the long gray drippy icky winters here.  What can I say about that.  There's nothing to do in the winter, unless you have money and can jet off to somewhere warm now and then or go do winter sports, like snow boarding or snow skiing, which are very expensive or go to the coast and rent a hotel to watch the winter storms and eat salmon or crab and drink a beer.  

I have one neighbor extremely excited about a Disneyland trip with her entire family closer to Christmas.   I am crossing my fingers for her that the airline doesn't pull some stunt on them and cancel a crucial flight. I hear about that happening lately on the news.  A trip like that can mean everything.   I'll be watching her dog while she's gone.

I am a very boring person.  I do nothing outside of catch cats for fixing, which must get old to read about here.  And in the summer I go to a crowded reservoir with my kayak now and then.  That's it.   Yikes. When I think about how little I do and how limited my world is, I cringe.   

Maybe I can branch out.