A Pleasant Day

Posing for a picture, Miss Daphne and son. I managed to re-capture her today. She still has one more baby outside, but she moved him alongside the house near my craft room. It's well protected where it's at, so I'm hoping tomorrow it will come into the cage to eat. I did just have a great experience though that really warmed my heart. I heard the one kitten purring, and turned in my computer chair to see Daphne and all 3 kittens sitting withing 2 feet of me, just staring. That's the closest she has come, and the first time she ventured from the other side of the room. Getting more acclimated, I'm hoping this is the first step toward trust.

It was so beautiful out today, I sat on my bench under the tree and did some embroidery, and listened to the birds and frogs. It was so peaceful, quiet, and serene, I haven't been that relaxed in a long time. How was your day?

Mom's and Harley's

Couldn't resist getting a picture of Mom on my nephew- in- laws Harley. She was a good sport about the whole thing, even though she'd be foolish not to think it would end up here and on Robyn's Facebook page!

Three Little Kittens and a Fun Saturday

Are they not the cutest? Have one more to catch, and recapture their mother who escaped. Yes, they've totally destroyed my craft room, but watching them play warms the cockles of my heart! Besides, I can always put it back together when they go off to the humane society.
Today myself and my 3 sisters went back to Metamora to visit Tisha's Needle Work shop, and to take some of her beautiful embroidery classes. We had so much fun, and now I have plenty of ideas for my quilt squares! I'll get started tonight!

Furry Friends Friday

Bobby spent the day at the beauty parlor yesterday for a good grooming and summer cut. And boy does he know he's gorgeous. He hasn't even attempted to take off his bandana.

Time for New Life

Today was an eventful day, and a bittersweet one. Unfortunately, Benji died. I don't want to say the circumstances, just will say my heart is broken. He was only a few minutes from being released. I'm sick to my stomach.
On the other hand, I managed to catch Daphne and two of her babies. They're much younger than I thought, only about 4 weeks old. They're adorable! And scared, as is Daphne who has perched on top of my fabric rack. When I came home from filling the gas tank, I found one of the baby's also in the middle of the rack. The other, crouched between my desk and book shelf. Tomorrow, I will attempt to catch the last two, and the whole family will be reunited. Then will come the task of taming them! Wish me luck, I'll need it.

Another Furry Rescue

Well, here I go again! My sister Kathy and I were in the front yard today, and she looked down and saw this little guy laying on his side on the ground. Half dead, I couldn't just leave him there, so we took him in the house. His mother is no where around, and it was obvious he wasn't well. Kathy knew the formula for baby animals, so I mixed some up. Tonight, he was looking better, and actually ate for me. He's enjoying the last of his dinner here. I hope he makes it, I'll see how he is in the morning, and see if he's eating clover yet.
I talked to Monica from the humane society about the kittens and their mother I named Daphne. She had me come and pick up a humane trap, and it's by the cats. The food is in it, to get them used to going in and out of the cage. Wednesday, I'll set it, and as she said, bring them into the house, isolate them, and get them used to being handled. When they are, they will go to the humane society, get their shots, worming, and blood work ups. Then they will be ready for their forever homes! Wish me luck, with the cats, and my little bunny friend I call Benji.

Bittersweet

Mom gave each fo her four daughters one of these letters on Mother's Day. I'll cherish it always.

Today was a hard day. Mom sold her car. Not because she wanted to by any means, but because she had to. Mom's car was everything to her. It was the last freedom she had. It meant that she could leave to go visiting, do errands, or just go for a drive whenever she felt lonely or bored. It was her lifeline. We knew this day would come, and dreaded it, but not as much as Mom. We understand the importance her car held for her. We understand where she is coming from. We understand the tears, the frustration, the hurt, and the anger. But Mom has to understand that it was out of necessity, it wasn't some cruel act by her daughters that made this day necessary. It was time. We will continue to be there for her, and make sure her life goes on as normally as possible. And hopefully, Mom will come to realize it was for the best, and find her freedom again.