The babies are growing like weeds. Lola the only girl in the litter looks a lot like Harlequin (the mother) who is doing just fine and staying close to the house after her surgery. Beacon has become the surrogate father once again, taking them all under his wing, grooming them and following them around.
We have gone through an adjustment period, but things are working out. There is a harmony to our new family of misfits and I am pleased. I feel right at home.
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Mettle
It is hot here, really hot. A test of ones physical as well as mental abilities. On any given day I am off to the lily pond for a quiet sit, but today I am not feeling so sprite and willing to surrender. Instead I have another cup of tea and dive into my work. Work for me is also a type of meditation. One that is forever testing my resolve, as I move through it in a way that I feel is respectful to myself and others who are touched by it.
Better than the sitting, is the walk down to the pond. The time spent arriving.
Better than the sitting, is the walk down to the pond. The time spent arriving.
Friday, July 2, 2010
Harlequin
We brought Miss Harlequin (momma cat) home from the vets on Thursday, and due to her wild nature and high stress levels they recommended letting her back out in a couple of days. (Skipping the follow-up visit). Today is that day and I am feeling a bit ambivalent about it. I think I will wait two more days. Sunday is Independence Day and she is a wild independent creature, so in exercising my rights to symbolism I will let her go on Sunday.
We are at our limit on cats, and just yesterday I noticed that our new neighbors cat was in heat. Being chased by our resident males (who are scheduled for surgery on Tuesday). I will likely have to trap one of them, but the other is tame enough now to let me pick him up. Sill, it seems like a never ending struggle. A female cat can have two litters pr year, up to twelve kittens. There are so many homeless cats in the wild that to let ones un-spayed pet run wild is irresponsible, and I am wondering what these folks will do when the babies arrive. I have lost count of the many cats we have taken in over the years, and the many more that we had to turn away because there just isn't enough room for them all.
Long before we were able to trap Harlequin she was extremely guarded. We could put food out for her and she would stay at a considerable distance. Waiting for us to go back in the house before approaching the food bowl. I can't begin to imagine how she is feeling now and how guarded she will be once I let her go. I hope that over time she will forget her time in captivity. At least I feel better knowing that she doesn't have to worry about raising more babies.
We are at our limit on cats, and just yesterday I noticed that our new neighbors cat was in heat. Being chased by our resident males (who are scheduled for surgery on Tuesday). I will likely have to trap one of them, but the other is tame enough now to let me pick him up. Sill, it seems like a never ending struggle. A female cat can have two litters pr year, up to twelve kittens. There are so many homeless cats in the wild that to let ones un-spayed pet run wild is irresponsible, and I am wondering what these folks will do when the babies arrive. I have lost count of the many cats we have taken in over the years, and the many more that we had to turn away because there just isn't enough room for them all.
Long before we were able to trap Harlequin she was extremely guarded. We could put food out for her and she would stay at a considerable distance. Waiting for us to go back in the house before approaching the food bowl. I can't begin to imagine how she is feeling now and how guarded she will be once I let her go. I hope that over time she will forget her time in captivity. At least I feel better knowing that she doesn't have to worry about raising more babies.
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