I drove to Cascadia this morning. Takes an hour or so from here.
This is a long planned pick up of five tame cats at a homeless camp, to be fixed tomorrow.
A Salem lady is paying in full for them to be fixed. She's a very sweet person who got a lot of dogs fixed at this same camp years ago. I'd gotten a lot of cats fixed there, but had seen there were more dogs than cats needing done. That's when I contacted her. She has a spay neuter help nonprofit for dogs.
She remained friends with one of the guys who lives there, who told her a few weeks ago, about his cats that need fixed. So she arranged it and I am the pickup, delivery and recuperate, drive them back up there person. Right now, all five are in my bathroom.
They are sweet cats--a mom and her four six month olds.
After I passed Foster Reservoir and going on up to Cascadia, the colors became so vibrant up along the S. Santiam river and highway 20.
I set up the camera in its dashcam position for the drive back down ,to maybe catch some of the color. I was going to stop, get nice photos, but the mom cat is not a car rider and yowled, then screamed, most of the way home. So I just turned the camera on video and found a piece of it I liked once home.
Here are the kitties from Cascadia.
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| I don't know the twin tabbies apart, but I'll call the one on left Minime, the Lucy the calico, Paws, the only boy, then Runt. Lucy is very self assured. |
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| Mom, a torbi tux, really wants absolutely nothing to do with her teens. Time to adult, kids. |


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