For some damn-fool reason I decided to reorganize the living room the other day, a project that (two days later) is still not fully completed. Moving the furniture wasn't the problem; it was finding a home for the ever-growing library that threatens to overtake the entire apartment. I only have to clean up a little bit now, but it was the sort of project that needs to be done all the way or not at all.
On top of that, there are two new kittens that need some special attention. One foster kitten, Gia, I expected to have, but the other, Owen, I did not. (My wife named him after the anatomist Richard Owen. That's what happens when you live with me too long, I guess.) Owen was one of four feral kittens that live in our yard and my wife and I managed to catch him. We cleaned him up, had him tested, and are socializing him so that he might get a good home. (We're keeping him and Gia separate, and our cats separate from them.) We also have plans to catch his brothers and sisters this week and do the same, as well as catch and spay their mother. It's a bit of a hassle, but it's worth the effort.
And then there's class and work like usual. I had intended to do a lot of writing, particularly in the dinosaurs/birds chapter of the book, but at this point I'm just out of energy. Tomorrow is going to be another long day, too, but after that I hope to be on a somewhat normal schedule. And now to collapse for the evening...
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I wanted to let you know that you inspired me. My husband and I are going to become cat foster parents! We are going to get our first litter this week :)
That is great (the cats, not the reorganization, although we have the same library problem). We've considered fostering, but know we would never give the guys up when the time came. So, we are content with three full-time residents.
Sad, though, the population of homeless felines is really exploding in parallel with the housing market crisis. We just adopted one and were told that many folks will simply abandon their guys when they have to move. We've been following one guy from the homeless placement group for nearly two months are are dangerously close to submitting an application for a fourth cat...which I think would officially make us crazy cat people.
Rebecca; Glad to hear it! It's a lot of fun; the only hard part is giving them up.
Fertanish; New Brunswick is a problem town because so many students just leave their cats here when they move out. They don't really know how to care for their cats and they can't always keep them when they go, so they just put them outside.
In my neighborhood I've seen at least 10 strays regularly, at least two of which practically live in the yard now. I'm going to do what I can to help by picking up the kittens to be socialized and adopted and spaying/neutering the adults, but there are just so many.
Good luck with them. That is really neat.
Nice work with the feral kittens! It is soooo worth it! (Just don't tell my husband - my "no new kitten" rule is still in effect.) I can't believe that you have reorganization soreness, though.