Off to Portland for a Trap Day

 Well, since I can't get spots for local cats, I headed up to Portland to help another group catch cats at a trailer park there.

I left at 5:30, got lost twice (thanks google maps app), but made it there by just after 7:00 anyhow, avoiding the freeway by jumping off it north of Salem for the backroads.  Did the same thing on the way home.   

By the time I left and was driving home, the freeway was probably clear of jams.   I didn't get home til almost 9:00 pm.

It was very hectic and chaotic.  I thought it was going to be really organized with lots of help.  Not so much.   An already exhausted volunteer trapper was there when I arrived.  There were few traps and we filled those rather quickly.   She scrounged more, however.  It was just me or her and I for most of the day.

The tenants, in this 55 and up park, seemed bored and very very interested in the trapping.  Interested to the point, some of them, of drastically interfering.   I could go into details because its kind of hilarious now, but I'm too tired.

I think between Jessica and I we caught over 40 cats and kittens.   It became hot and I nearly collapsed twice, from a combination of overexertion (running with cats in traps), dehydration and no food.

But another volunteer arrived and immediately took off to get me food and cold drinks.  I turned into another person after I consumed about three bottles of liquid.  And some food.

That was very sweet of her to recognize I was by then unable to go for myself.

I waited to drive home til I knew the traffic situation would not be so bad.   

I had a terrific day.  I don't care about the hard parts of it, just that all those cats have been caught and now there are different folk there trying to catch more and also I met some new people and enjoyed meeting new people.  They were really nice to me, even though I think I was near twice most of their ages.  Or at least had 20 plus years on most.  

I don't get to see that many people so today was great.