Trail day#– who knows. Doesn’t count anymore. Sagebrush cheated and got off the trail with an 80 mile car ride. Will have to start the whole thing over to count as a through hike. And a major fire is not an excuse.
Many years ago, on the loss of our second cat, Kimchi, we adopted a pure white cat, named Bao. We had a habit, at the time, of naming cats by asian foods. We had Sushi, Kimchi, Wonton, then Bao. Poor white Bao did not last long in a neighborhood with owls and coyotes. Lesson learned, and the next cat was pure black, Nori. Many years later, we have made the same mistake. Sister, the broken kitteh, the explorer, the one who would not come in at night, a pointed white over tortoise shell, met an untimely end. The rumor was a bobcat in the neighborhood. Lumplet, the grayling, needed a sister to keep her ears clean, so we started looking….
This is Owlet. 3 year old lovely pure black cat. Very affectionate, and knows how to say meh. But, we didn’t stop there! One adult cat rescue was not enough. Today, we brought home Cookie.
A young mom who has spent the last 5+ weeks at the shelter, and has nursed three sets of kittens. We thought she needed a break, so brought her home with the two new kittens she is fostering. We have a foster agreement on all three, but plan on sending the kittens back, when they are ready to wean.
Temporary names Tiger and Hamster. Eyes just getting opened, so maybe 10 days old. Daughter is aware that two orphans, both very young and fragile, a tired young mom who has nursed three sets of kittens, is a recipe to lose one or both. Will do our best to keep conditions optimal. Moose is eager to be a kitten uncle again.