a day at the beach

Today i took my Isolde to the beach, it has been to long since i have brought her here and i believe that she missed coming.

she kept watching the people that where here there were two girls running and playing in the surf which is rare especially since they wore bikinis.


it has been almost 7 years since the loss of her brother Tristan at times it looked as if she was searching for him. this was their beach after all. My poor little angel was stiff when we got home and is now sleeping next to me. she even sniffed at some food. it is going to hurt when the time comes to say Good bye.




so i put away another memory. i hold her when she wants to be held. i let her know that when she is ready to leave i will understand and let her go to join her brother. right now my little love is still with me and i try to not cry so much.

thought on the year end

Isolde asleep


this year is thankfully almost over. it has been both a good year i have made some great friends. and it has been a bad year. financially i am ready to scream not that that does any good. i have successfully traped and had spayed 6 females only to have 2 of them lost to cars. i have the vouchers for 4 more but getting a date is getting harry i do not want Isadora to go into heat before the surgery.



Mikael

My garden cats are shifting, i do not see Rue as often, rarely do i see Buttercup and Mikael is maybe a couple times a week. He shows up for food and knows he can get in out of the weather. i worry about them. Bettie my love, greets me and watches the house so i know she is fed. right now she is not happy with my father as he trapped her in the house one cold night. MiniFig and MaMere are fleeting shadows.



Lusitania asleep

I want to thank everyone who has helped me. i feel as if i have grown a lot this year. i have taken to wearing my Phoenix/Firebird ring to remind me that we grow from our ashes.

mixed blessing

i had a very annoying day yesterday and a slight freak out.
it seems that a customer went into our back office and stole my messenger bag and a co-workers Ipod.
i had gone into the office to get my bag to get a gift out of it. which was a jar of pumpkin butter for the girl who works at the coffee shop. when i could not readily find my bag i asked if someone had seen it thinking that a joke was being played. nope it was gone and so was the ipod.
the good thing was just that morning i had decided that i did not want to take some of my knitting projects that were getting to bulky so they stayed at home, just some small random knit projects with no pattern in the bag. a book i had been reading and my lunch, the scary thing was the book mark i was using is a pay stub so i was freaked out that someone had my info to my checking account and my ssn. i finally found another pay-stub and saw they do not have any usable info. i will miss my wood knitting needles they were expensive but replaceable and it gives me an excuse to go back to Muir woods to replace the messenger bag. the other funny was that they took off the clamp on the Ipod which was keeping it from shorting out and it was only full of books on tape.

So whoever took these things messed up their karma for nothing. an Ipod that does not work and a bag of random knitting. my wallet and phone were in my pockets as were my car keys. well they got a kewl bag but they will probably throw it away as it is distinctive, my jacket would have been a better take flannel lined corduroy but also very distinctive with the dancing cats on it.
all in all this has been an interesting year that i will be glad to leave behind. may the next year be better.

Sadness

One would think that one would get used to losing a furry loved one.
I have lost many and each one hurts just a little more.
I am left with the feelings of what did i do wrong, what did i not notice what should i have done different.

Knowing that the little one was predisposed toward an illness does not help. I am still crying, i keep going back to hold Isadora. she is looking at the door giving quiet miaows waiting, i think she is looking for Duncan and i cannot even let her say 'Goodbye' to her litter mate.
Looking back, first i caught Duncan as a sick kitten with upper resp. he also had bad coccidia and other worms. he had such a rough start i wish i could have given him a better longer life but all i could do was make sure he did not suffer.

I also need to let any potential adopters that the kittens have been exposed to corona virus, and i need to watch them real close to make sure they stay healthy.

I have sent my little feral kitten Duncan over the rainbow bridge.




He started showing signs of distress, breathing heavily his belly shrinking never leaving the heating mat. I took him to the vet with little hope of a good outcome.




Duncan with his sister Isadora

My vet did a thorough examination. extremely high temp, breathing loud, gums going blue, his lungs and heart muffled. he was just over 6 months old. i just got the call that ruled out FeLv and FIV which leaves FIP of the wet variety which was what i suspected.

UPDATES

Frankie lounging

Where does the time go. this year is almost over and i still am trying to catch up.

the cats are as always beautiful and i have not seen more kittens.

the 4 remaining kittens i now have the spay vouchers for just trying to get an appointment to have the procedures done and hopefully before Isadora goes into heat! she has come around so much i will miss her if i succeed in adopting her out. Gianni has caught up with her is size so i need to check to be sure who is who.
Duncan looks like he is going to be a BIG cat, his body is growing in starts and he currently looks malformed.
Frankie is my love of them all. He and Isadora always race to greet me when i go back there to check on them. see how they have grown.

Carmen and Durante are still in the room. Carmen has realised that i am not going to hurt her she still will not allow touch but that is OK she comes out to eat and even talks to me.
Durante if i do not see her from the window i would wonder if she were still alive she is so good at hiding. During the first day of the recent storms, before i got protection out, I managed to catch Cage in my room. he had followed Dash in and slept in 'The Closet' Lusitania on guard duty. this closet is 36"wide and at least 6 feet deep of total unusable space, it has been claimed by the cats and each shelf has beds for them. no they are not spoiled.

I did winterize the bunny hutch i was given. i was even planning on getting an Angora but you can see who sleeps here.
Dash was sleeping in the bunny hutch.
i do not think i will get much wool

i matched the cat

Robber is just too beautiful. this is my experiment in Eucalyptus dyeing, the bark gave me a blah beige colour but the leaves WOW. i boiled the leaves for an hour than put the pot outside with the yarn in it. after a few days of ignoring it thinking yeah right i will get a pretty colour i went to check and noticed a few spots of coppery orange, such and incredible glowing orange.



so i put the pot back on to boil another couple of hours with the yarn still in the pot adding water to prevent drying out and then finally turned off the flame added some distilled white vinegar and left for 15 minutes. washed and rinsed using the cats shampoo for lack of anything else and again WOW.
now will i be able to repeat this... or hopefully improve....



My Isolde is being helpful, keeping my projects warm for me.