In 23 days I leave for the catwriters’ convention. Mike will be left behind to deal with my routine of feeding and caring for all the critters. Poor man has no clue what I do in the first 3 hours when I wake up each day. He asked me to write down my routine, and I did. The routine is 8 pages long!
When you figure that I scoop out twenty litter boxes three times a day, feed 17 cats three times a day, manage the high-maintenance care of two horses and one overly exuberant German shepherd puppy, it is safe to say that 8 pages doesn’t really cover all of it!
Received a new writing assignment tonight, writing about the ban on certain dog breeds. Just like the feral cat problem, the banning of “dangerous” breeds is a people problem, not a dog problem. The problem of breeding just to be able to breed the feared dog breeds. The problem of mishandling the dogs bringing out their aggression and protective nature. Will be interesting to see how this article unfolds. I have in mind several professionals that I will interview.
The weather is definitely turning colder. Traveler has his winter coat starting, Racer is still sleek, but I notice this each year. Perhaps it is because Racer is a mustang, but it seems like his coat suddenly appears overnight, right before the really cold snap starts. Trav who is thinner, gets his hair in quicker to offer him better protection.
The cats have been getting up on the kitchen counter at night. Not sure why, I have been faithful in cleaning with a lemon scented cleaner to deter them, but last night, I put all our empty soda cans on the counter, and this morning most of them were on the floor being batted around by the group. The weather just turns on their predatory nature, the mice are out trying to find food, the spiders are active and the birds are busy. The cats can’t sleep at night, so they climb and knock things down. Such is our life~