Catching Up, or Catching a Breath

We are now sitting at 9 bottle babies- all in one foster home. (Thank You God)

Ebby’s babies are so fat and sassy and healthy!  They look like little butterballs in the videos sent. I am meeting up with all of them on Friday, I will meet the other five- these are just a few weeks old- mom is still being trapped. There is a torbie, a tortie, a calico, a mack tabby or two. They were found in a construction site underground in some broken rock. They were sent immediately to my foster bottle feeder and I will do their intake on Friday when I go over there.

I am so blessed to have this blog and those of you who stay here and wade through the madness. When my day threatens to overwhelm me, I know I can come here and just get it off my shoulders and go forward. I know you care even my silent lurkers who let me know privately that this blog is required reading for them LOL It just touches me.

Because of one of you, I received a package yesterday in the mail. Surro Kitty has arrived! I spoke of this invention over a month ago and my desire to actually possess one and I was going to once again ask for funds to buy one as they are not cheap. when one of you stepped up and offered to buy the whole kit! Thank you so many kittens will be saved, provided this works as promised.

It is made of fake fur, wood, and ingenuity. If it performs as promised it has the capability of simultaneously nursing, warming and stimulating 10 kittens! Imagine that, you unroll the surro kitty, you lay the kittens in their pre-designated rows tuck them down with the velco seat belts. Turn the unit on for warmth for the kittens as well as warming up the bottles that you have already filled and put in their spots. Then you carefully roll the “tummy” towards the waiting kittens until they latch on to the nipples. I amnot sure, because one thing it did not come with are the instructions- but I think, it also vibrates gently to help the kittens eliminate after eating. The one thing it does not do (that I know of) is purr! But maybe it does, I will let you know after Friday when 9 bottle babies test drive it.

Nine more kittens, means 9 more soon to be teenagers and so I really need to concentrate and find homes for Hanna, Delilah, Quinn, Poe, Twist and Ebby. Because once these kittens are spayed/neutered they are past the “adorable kitten stage” at least according to the mass majority of people who call here wanting kittens. If they are 3 months old- dontcha know, they aren’t considered kittens. So as they get older it is harder to find them homes. Everybody wants one when they can put that kitten into the palm of their hand- but they don’t leave her until they are fixed no matter who asks.

Ebby will go into spayed on Thursday and then go to her hopefully forever home. The woman is a friend of mine and she has 10 cats on her farm. But I know her and although she said she will temporarily foster Ebby until I can rehome her- I think she will quickly fall in love. When I took Ebby into the house for the first time two days ago, she was running up to every cat here eagerly wanting to be friends. But my core kitties who are in the house, they weren’t impressed and I had to put Ebby back into the enclosure by herself. Her and Hanna were going to tango big time.

The three toms will not go into a trap- so I will have to pull out my drop trap and try that. Let you know if it works. One day at a time, one breath at a time that’s how we get through it.

On the Mike Front, he is still plagued with reoccurring leg ulcers. He goes to advanced wound care once a week, except this week, he will go twice as they are trying new things with him in the hopes of getting his leg healthier. His leg was in so much pain last week and he was out of pain pills- they work on his leg every week an average of 2-3hours. He couldn’t even function, so I went into one of the Growing Green Pharmacies and bought some recreational weed in the form of an ointment with 21% THC. Without telling him what the ointment was, I slathered it all over his leg. In under an hour, the stinging, burning pain was gone for him as were the nerve twitches which lately have been non-stop throughout the day hitting him whenever a wave of pain came over him. he slept for 14 hours after that application. It’s legal here, but while in that store, I felt like I was breaking the law. Hard to move out of the 70’s I guess. I told the woman when I was buying it, why I was buying it and how I felt like I was doing something wrong. I told her I was stuck in the 70’s so what did she do? She went over the sound system and played Tower of Power! LOL  Then she came over to where I was and asked me if I felt better. 🙂

I told the doctor today that I was using it on Mike and he was all for it which surprised me. But he said, he knows first hand that it works because he has patients that have kicked some pretty heavy duty narcotic pain pills by going to pot to ease their pain. Mike refuses to smoke any which would ease his pain faster. but his dad died from lung cancer and Mike was at his side through it all. Mike’s dad was the first commercial pilot for Alaska Airlines back in the day and he would be so stressed he smoked like a chimney. Before he died, he had Mike promise never to smoke anything or chew tobacco and Mike is going to keep that promise- so the ointment is how we are proceeding. he told his sons that I’m getting his leg stoned. I will say, I wish I had brought some to his appointment. They worked on his leg and they put lidocaine on it but it didn’t help. They really hurt him and the salve would have really helped him out. So right now he is asleep (I baked him some sugarless brownies don’t ya know) and he finally drifted off to sleep to be away from the pain.