Saturday 30 November 2019

Today's critters

I have a few clips of the critters. I left the house to get cat food, go to the library, and get some bird seed. It was the first time I'd left the house in a week. After that, I came home and took it easy.

JB is taking it easy, he has the cough. I just start coughing if I talk too much.

First up, the trailcam near the garage.

bucks from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.

Down at the pumpkins... I'd moved the trailcam, to better see the arbour, but the 4 released raccoons didn't climb it today. (See yesterday's post for that!) A deer spooked them and they ran off. At a good speed for nicely padded critters.

pumpkins, raccoons, deer from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.

Friday 29 November 2019

We made it to Friday!

Poor JB is worse. The cough is into his chest some more. Mine is better. I can sleep several hours in a row! We'll get through this soon.

We've had a chill settle, not to mention winds. I'd rehooked my water barrel up to the eavestrough. I wanted to get some more water into the goldfish pond. Then the temperature sunk. And the winds came! Whoopsie. I removed the ice and set it against the wall.

In the meantime, we still have lots of pumpkins left, attracting our friends. Note our lovely arbour.

Watch where they go!

4 raccoons 5 from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.

Did you see them? They are young raccoons, having some fun up on the arbour on the upper left. I had to point it out to JB, but he's still fuzzy with his cold. I'm glad they are still together.

Thursday 28 November 2019

Annabelle, et al

We are feeling wretched. My sinusitis and bronchitis is better, but I cannot talk much. Headaches from coughing are the worst. JB's is getting worse. We have hunkered down for several days, living off a roast chicken JB brought home last Saturday, as well as frozen dinners. I was feeling better and managed spaghetti on Tuesday. We cancelled our volunteer work for the week. Neither of us have had colds in a couple of years. We're taking it easy.

We're having fun watching the kittens. We're still making progress with them. The three cats were in the living room, watching TV with us. Well, I was throwing kitty treats and they were all in the same room. (Approximations of the behaviour!)

Adopting kittens has livened Annabelle. She's been going outside more often. She will spontaneously run down the hall, or play with a toy. Not bad for her. We took her in, rescued from a barn, in January, 2015. They estimated she was two, at that point, they took her in at the vet in Nov., 2014. She is about 7 years old, now. An adult cat. On diet food. But that kitten food smells so much better!

She has surprised us, by catching two voles in two days. And eating the whole thing. When we are healthy, we'll have to go to the vet and get some deworming pills! 

The weather: ⛈NOVEMBER⛄

It was quite the storm. The winds weren't as bad as they predicted from this Colorado Low. There was about 11 mm rain. It's wrecked a lot of American's Thanksgiving plans, where the snow fell.

Traffic Incidents

Look at the spike in the last weeks.

Wednesday 27 November 2019

R.I.P. Hooper

He lived here from Dec., 2017 until Nov. 5, 2019. [ We have a new kitten!]

When we adopted him, two years ago, his siblings had gone. He was about to go back to Lanark Animal Welfare Society from where he was in the pet store, looking for a home. He had eye infections and the sneezles. He insisted on being out at night. I was trying to reverse this, but it was difficult. He was a Harlequin Tabby. A sweet character.

Daisy loathed him, green with jealousy, and she was rehomed as the terror and stress was awful. I knew something like this would happen after we rehomed Daisy.

Hooper was struck by a car Tuesday, Nov. 5, at 6:30 at night. I heard it, having gone out on the front deck to check on him. The car did not stop. A couple of pickup trucks slowed, so I knew something was wrong on the highway. I put a coat on over my housecoat, grabbed a flashlight and went out to the road. A nice couple stopped as he was dying, and put him in their truck. We brought him up the driveway, home.

It was a short life, but it was a good life. He lived it to the fullest. He was loved by us and the grandies.