Frozen

 

We're frozen here.  

Not that bad, really.  Comparatively speaking.

I had three cats as guests for the night.  Two more are from the vet student and her neighborhood.

Steph, sex so far unknown

Franklin, assumed a boy

She says there are two or three more same litter living on the porch of someone who lives near her.  

The other cat who went is the hand grabbed torti originally from the park but the lady who fed her there is going to keep her.

Brindi

I didn't know exactly when to leave for the clinic, since check in times have changed for the cat people.  In the end I left at 7:30 and arrived about 8:00 like all the other cat folk, who must have come to the same conclusion as to when to get there.  It was nice to see a couple people I knew.  Vivian from Silverton brought in a gigantic male!  I took his photo:

I wonder if he's a teddy bear at heart.  Sometimes these big huge males are the nicest cats you'll ever meet.

Before I left for the clinic, in the frozen freezing morning, I tried to open the back hatch, to load the cats, and the hatch opener broke, clips shattering in the cold.  Nothing left of a couple of them to even try to piece back together with glue.

I temp fixed it by hanging it from the rear windshield wiper but I will forget and turn on that wiper if it rains, so need to figure another fix.

Gigi is transitioning to house cat life.  Whatever went on in her three day adventure turned her into a  believer.  I'd like to think.  She's slipped out into the garage twice since she's been back, only to race quickly back into the house, in a panic.   Wish I spoke her language.  The strange thing too is she has completely changed in her attitude towards the boys who were not nice to her if she came in before.  She ignores them, to their chagrin, as now its no fun to bother her.

Here, she is contemplating life while warming my lap.

And here she is mocking the frozen landscape outside from the window inside.

I don't consider the car broken, simply minorly injured.