Living Life

I got a Panera gift card, for Christmas. I started using it. First one, then a second Chicken Roma Asiago Bagel Stack. It is soooo delicious. $12 left on the card, almost enough for two more times.

It's a limited time offering. Crazy. I used to get gift cards for Panera and always had to bring home what I got to season it up as it was so bland otherwise. Not this offering of theirs! The bird lady loved a certain sandwich there, so I'd get one and we'd split it, but she's gone now. I only go there if I have a gift card. Otherwise its too spendy. When I go, I think of the bird lady. She passed away a couple years ago.

I took three cats up to be fixed Monday. Its from the big Lebanon colony. I thought we were almost done there. I think 27 or 28 we've taken to be fixed now from this colony. But no, she thinks at least 20 more. Oh crikey.

I visited two more colonies. Nice folks both places. The first place, dead end very rural street and I'm going up her driveway and I'm passed by a frantically running cat zig zagging because at her tail, is a snapping charging German Shepherd trying to get ahold of her. She's a goner I thought, but she was able to evade and I'd jumped out of the car to defend her.

The colony lady came out and didn't know the dog. The dog wandered off down the road.  Might be another stray, she said. A dog killed two of her cats awhile back.

That dog came very close to facing the wrath of me. Do you think I'm nice? I can be ruthless in protective mode.

Anyhow, I over stayed there, telling tales, both of us, drinking coffee, and I realized I'd promised the other place I'd be there half hour before the time it was, as I sat there talking with this nice lady. Off I went to second location. Dropped off a couple traps there.

Santiam Sound, which is just a couple of silly guys who like to "report" news in fun fashion around the county, posted a video about what they called a bomb cyclone or tornado up at Sunnyside county park Sunday. Finally the news picked it up and it turned out to be fierce inline winds with severe thunderstorm that took out many many trees. The poor camp hosts there were in the process of moving to host at a Detroit Lake area campground and their truck and new fifth wheel trailer got flipped and ruined. No insurance yet either on it. Now they've got no job, since they have nothing to live in at the campground, and no home.

My friend says the county will have to use their insurance to pay up for that fifth wheeler since they were on the job when this happened. She's probably right.

I hope so because they'll maybe get their lives back.

Anyhow, here are the three cats fixed Monday. Two boys and a girl.

Dennis, a boy

Dingle, a boy

Sylvia a girl

Dingle was the third cat fixed from this colony to be found with an unregistered microchip but not fixed.  I finally called the chip company, to see if anything could be found out about this mystery.   Turns out the chips were bought by the local large private shelter.   I still couldn't figure out how unregistered chips (no info on the cat or owner), bought and placed by the shelter, would be found in three unfixed adult cats at a large rural feral colony.  So I called the shelter who said the cats must have been brought in on their 50th anniversary celebration when they offered microchipping to the public.  She said that was last summer at some point.  Owners would be responsible to register the chip.  But who in the world would bother to take their cat to a microchip event and then not register the chip?  Nobody.   The colony lady then said it might be the kittens she took in to relinquish there, at that shelter, but then they had her take them back because they had ringworm, that they  must have chipped them ,then emptied the info from the chip, since they would not be adopting them out.  I don't have a clue.  Guess its not important either.

The next batch going to be fixed will be Thursday, four from the nice lady, with the killer shepherd in her yard today.  That poor cat, running for its life, that creates an image in the mind.  I hope that dog moves on if a stray.  If she sees it again she'll call animal control.