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Some days I think I could just lie on my back all day and watch developments.
But I daresay it would be uncomfortable before long.
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It was murky when we went out yesterday.
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Which didn’t stop me taking pictures.
But it would have worked out better if I’d had the camera in the right mode.
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Which I didn’t realise until we turned onto River Road.
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It was early but I was quite awake.
Just not exactly bright.
The camera was in a mode I don’t use.
The button moves three clicks, back and forth but it seems I’d given up after two.
The camera offers hints that I don’t always heed.
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Bright colours in the clinic parking lot!
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One of the lone trees I like.
On our way home now, the Sun was having a hard time chasing off low clouds that lingered over the Hudson.
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Even Willard Mountain, well away from the river, hadn’t shrugged it off as we came past.
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Another loner!
Grant noticed it silhouetted against the clouds, in his rear view mirror. Obligingly he stopped to let me get out.
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He quite often finds pictures for me.
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Then there is the decision about which angle.
Though I just take them all and put off decision-making till later. In the old days of film cameras you had no such luxury, of course.
My dad, who was a professional had no problem choosing the right angle for his shots.
What kept my mother and I sitting (or often standing) around was waiting for the sun to come out or a cloud to pass.
Maybe where I learned about patience!
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Waiting for anything worthwhile has never been an issue for me. I am happy to read or daydream for extended periods.
But don’t ask me to watch American football with all those endless time-outs!
Because I hate the sport in any case.
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Waiting around for people who are poor time-keepers is also inclined to irritate me!
When I first met Grant we were volunteering at a cat rescue. We were given a time for a meeting and he announced fiercely that we must be there promptly!
It’s helpful to be of the same mindset.
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The poor little darlings had a bad day yesterday.
First, because we had to go out early, their morning walk was cancelled. Sometimes they resist being rounded up, you see, and when you’ve got deadlines, you should avoid such challenges
So we got dark looks for that.
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We were only a little tardy getting home for their lunch but before they could eat, we had rather a nasty shock for them.
Admittedly, it went a whole lot better than we dared to hope…
Back in those rescue days, we had a protocol that we followed when accepting new fosters.
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New cats went immediately to the vet where they were scanned for a chip to ensure we hadn’t taken possession of someone’s missing pet.
Additionally, they got a complete health check followed by necessary vaccines and along with that, the cats were given de-wormer medication.
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Somehow, with Little Man this latter step was forgotten and over the weekend we discovered the reason he is always hungry. We had assumed his appetite was due to his being a growing lad!
The trouble is, when one is infested…they all need to be cured, so yesterday we came home with pills for everyone.
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No doubt you’ve seen jokes about pilling cats.
One is a trial, but seven?
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We discussed which of our little friends would be the most resistant, trying to formulate a plan.
My feeling was that we should allow lunch to happen first, but Grant was afraid it would increase the likelihood of pills being regurgitated. Perhaps he was right.
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And, they were ganging around expectantly hoping for a meal, so there seemed no time like the present.
Of course the moment we seized our first victim, the rest vamoosed double quick.
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I’m not sure Dee Dee’s ever had a pill shoved down her throat before. She needed one and a half.
“Murder!” she screamed, raking my wrist.
Shock, horror!
“I can’t believe you did that to me!”
Said a very affronted Dee Dee.
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Amazingly, the other six got pilled with a minimum of drama.
Once we caught up with them.
Pilling the cat. A very hazardous contact sport.
Wow! I am impressed, that you both were able to “pill” all 7 cats! Well done!
I have never had any success with it. 🙁
They always tell me, at the vet, to just do this, and it is done.
Yea, right??!?! 🙀
Thank you, Carolyn, for your amusing account of giving pills to all your darlings! My daughter, Sam, has no luck with Poppie!
Joanna
I do so wish you’d had an extra person there to be able to video the chase! Well done you two!
Those red trees are striking. I agree, I don’t like it when people aren’t on time – if we need to be at a place, we’re usually there 15 minutes ahead of time – it works for us, because then no one is rushed … and it would be great if people could have that same mindset when attending meetings. My word, you guys did well to give all 7 cats their pills … we could barely managed that with only 2 dogs!
The first lone tree on the country road is a lovely photo. I wish I could have enlarged it. Well done with pilling the cats. When I had a cat I used to take her to the Vet to be given her medication.
Best wishes, Pete.
Even your murk is picturesque
Ha. yes!