I am a Deck Diver. Now, some of you may be wondering what in the heck a deck diver is, so let me explain. If the occassion presents itself (as it did earlier today) I will put on my diving outfit; long pants, double socks, thick long-sleeved shirt, thick soled shoes and leather gloves and cap and with nothing more than a towel and a cat carrier, I will take several deep cleansing breaths and plunge underneath a deck, or a home in search of a cat or kitten in trouble.

Some people who watch me do this, stand back and snicker and whisper that I am nothing more than a “crazy cat lady” but that is a subject for another time.

Being a deck diver brings about many challenges; how to get cobwebs out of my hair, or how to effectively duck under webs so as NOT to get spiders in my hair. How to handle the taste of dirt, skirt around objects sometimes shoved under folks home, and where to find the cat or kitten in hiding and not surprise a skunk instead- been there done that- hurled for days after!

This afternoon, my deck diving netted me 4 bottle babies (mom had long vanished) they are only days old and are no longer crawling with fleas.

Is there room at the Inn- no- not hardly. But I have sometime before their physical presence is felt in the house. I will be standing in line the first of the month for spay and neuter certificates (you can buy them for $20.00) at a local shelter- and I will add them to the neuter list here. Last time I was there- they were only giving out two apiece. Before, they gave out 4- but I will get as many as I can and go from there.

So I am a Deck Diver and these are my new treasures- any one care to help me bottle feed? You can take the second shift!