Last Cats of 2024

 I took up five cats to be fixed Monday, my last spay neuter spots of 2024.

I took up the last two Quartzville road cats needing fixed--Tom and Jerry, being held in Sweet Home til a barn home can be found.  They had to be tested too, in case they get lucky with Silverton Cat Rescue finding them a barn.

I also took up three more from the Albany trailer man's place.   Makes 8 fixed from there, with three left to get done.  

I thought he told me he calls this cat Ghost so that's the name he got for records.  But it was really Goose.  

Cinnamon was the only girl of the five I took up to be fixed Monday.

Three to go and those 11 will be fixed.

However a neighbor of his has 2 needing done.  Then someone else from Lebanon called with a broke friend who has an inheat female needing fixed.   I need to find a gold mine.  I did buy two lottery tickets for the mega millions jackpot that had neared one billion dollars.  Fat chance, eh?  But I can dream.

I wouldn't be begging for cans to turn in to fund spays and neuters if I'd won that kind of money.

On the way back from the clinic I got an iced mocha at the Jefferson coffee stand.   That stuff revs me up.   Way more than my usual one cup in the morning.   I get so darn productive after that.  I cleaned and cleaned here.  The cats don't like it when I'm highly productive.  It disturbs their routines and sleep.  I didn't sleep well last night because of that high rev mocha I had.   I got all my chores done early this morning.  I knew the crash was coming but I still had to go to Gleaners because I get my hours in doing set up there.  I also knew they'd likely be short on volunteers.  It's the holidays plus, seems like, half the people in the valley are sick with something or another.   

It was pretty sparse on help and I worked three different positions to fill in for people not there.  I really love the work though and the people so I can't complain about it, except that when I took my lunch break, I really felt like sneaking off to nap.

The people are just regular folks, all ages, although most are older, all walks of life, I just like them all.  It's good for me be around people one day a week.   

It's still an hour til midnight, but I'm not holding out.  It's off to my warm cozy bed to snuggle in with my cats and a book.  My favorite way to drift off into the new year.

Stevie, the neighbors cat, has been hoping a bird will fly right into his grasp all day long.  He'd like to bird hunt without effort in other words and that has not worked out for him.  Ever.   He won't stop believing though.  And hoping.  And waiting.

Happy New Year Everyone.   2025---be good to us.