Its NASTY out there this morning. Just plain nasty. The thermostat said 24 degrees, but with the
howling winds, its more in the single digits.
There were many hungry cats out there.
I am now feeding over 50 lbs of food each day. The little black crier ran up to me this morning,
intertwining between my legs as I march up the stairs to the vacant house porch
to feed her. Most of the bowls that are
in the open like that were gone. The
wind just carries them away. Speaking of
the wind carrying away, at one location, where I feed on the side of the house
on Garson Avenue of a Spanish speaking family that allows me to do, I have two
shelters placed there. This morning, one
was gone. I looked all around in the
dark with my flashlight and it was just gone.
I replaced it, poured the food
and water for the five or so cats that I normally see there – most take shelter
under the porch there – and drove off to turn down Stout Street. Lo and behold, there was the shelter, mid-way
down the street. The shelter blew down
about seven houses, turned the corner and kept going. Wicked wind.
I replaced the board on Niagara with a heavy-duty, unpainted
one. We’ll see how long it stays there
until the POS comes to steal it. Someday………….. He’ll get what’s coming to him. Karma.
Update on kitten Tallulah! She is thriving in her new home. And getting so big! Thanks, Connie for the update! Connie also adopted Summer from me.
I decided to go back in time and read a few of my very first posts in 2010. It's fun seeing how far I've come, or actually, how things are still exactly the same:
8/4/10
STREET LIFE
No, not the Al Jareau song.. (is it Al Jareau?) - its the life I see each morning. It's interesting actually... never a dull moment. My fingers are extremely sticky as I type this. Its also very hot and humid, once again, in Rochester. We have had excessively high heat and humidity this summer. Or is that just because this is the first year I've gone without central air in my house due to it busting? Whatever, it's just plain hot and sticky out there. Anyways, as I did my morning ritual - beginning with Red on Hayward, where there is a girl and her child sitting there every Monday thru Friday on the steps at 5:30. They greet me with a hello, I believe they are waiting for a bus to somewhere for the child. She always asks me now, after I told her I am trying to find a home for Red, if I found a home yet. I always say, no, but I am trying! Red is as cute as a button, and skinny too. And loveable. He really needs a forever home! After I left there, did 7th Street, then did corners Central and Goodman, where Stripes, Blackey and Smokey reside, and where they all really need forever homes too, I went to Pennsylvania Ave, where another kitty who is a dark short-haired calico female waits for me each morning, I encountered two of three women who walk all over that neighborhood every single morning. They caught up with me at that moment and I greeted them and told them I envied them for their ability to walk each day and the great exercise they are getting. They called me the cat lady. They were very nice, used to do Neighborhood Watch stuff, but apparently not anymore. I didn't really get into it as I had several more stops to make before I had to rush home to do my thing before work. Then onto Central and Second where Benny and Whitey wait for me faithfully. I counted SEVEN cats there now, two are kittens, and one is just the cutest little fluffball - black and white- you've ever seen. As I walked to my car from there on the driveway to the street, two hookers shouted out Cat Lady, you are so sweet for what you do! That was really nice. They said some other stuff that I can't quote verbatim, but they also said there were two I didn't have to worry about anymore as their friends had taken them. I stressed the importance of telling their friends about getting them neutered. I hope they do. Anyways, other than that, it was an uneventful morning. I just wish they were all like that. Winter is coming. Dreaded winter.
Update on kitten Tallulah! She is thriving in her new home. And getting so big! Thanks, Connie for the update! Connie also adopted Summer from me.
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| Tallulah NOW! |
I decided to go back in time and read a few of my very first posts in 2010. It's fun seeing how far I've come, or actually, how things are still exactly the same:
8/4/10
STREET LIFE
No, not the Al Jareau song.. (is it Al Jareau?) - its the life I see each morning. It's interesting actually... never a dull moment. My fingers are extremely sticky as I type this. Its also very hot and humid, once again, in Rochester. We have had excessively high heat and humidity this summer. Or is that just because this is the first year I've gone without central air in my house due to it busting? Whatever, it's just plain hot and sticky out there. Anyways, as I did my morning ritual - beginning with Red on Hayward, where there is a girl and her child sitting there every Monday thru Friday on the steps at 5:30. They greet me with a hello, I believe they are waiting for a bus to somewhere for the child. She always asks me now, after I told her I am trying to find a home for Red, if I found a home yet. I always say, no, but I am trying! Red is as cute as a button, and skinny too. And loveable. He really needs a forever home! After I left there, did 7th Street, then did corners Central and Goodman, where Stripes, Blackey and Smokey reside, and where they all really need forever homes too, I went to Pennsylvania Ave, where another kitty who is a dark short-haired calico female waits for me each morning, I encountered two of three women who walk all over that neighborhood every single morning. They caught up with me at that moment and I greeted them and told them I envied them for their ability to walk each day and the great exercise they are getting. They called me the cat lady. They were very nice, used to do Neighborhood Watch stuff, but apparently not anymore. I didn't really get into it as I had several more stops to make before I had to rush home to do my thing before work. Then onto Central and Second where Benny and Whitey wait for me faithfully. I counted SEVEN cats there now, two are kittens, and one is just the cutest little fluffball - black and white- you've ever seen. As I walked to my car from there on the driveway to the street, two hookers shouted out Cat Lady, you are so sweet for what you do! That was really nice. They said some other stuff that I can't quote verbatim, but they also said there were two I didn't have to worry about anymore as their friends had taken them. I stressed the importance of telling their friends about getting them neutered. I hope they do. Anyways, other than that, it was an uneventful morning. I just wish they were all like that. Winter is coming. Dreaded winter.
Thank you to those of you that sent your sympathies for the
loss of my little Mary Jane. She is so
missed!
Have a great day!
Have a great day!
Janine,
ReplyDeletePlease contact if you want more "boards" like the last batch, I have seven more.
Kathy M.