Friday, 31 March 2017
I knew the day would be shortened by a political event. It got shortened much more than that.
Skooter likes to go outside for about ten minutes after his bedtime snack, and then return to go to bed. Last night, at 1 AM (typically late night for us), he came tearing up the ramp to the cat door and burst in to the living room at top speed. Sometimes the cats enjoy chasing each other. This was different. Something rammed up the ramp behind him and slammed into the cat door frame. Then there was blood on the kitchen floor.
I got my shoes on and a flashlight as fast as I could, which was not as fast as I wished, and went outside for a look. A woman was out in the street (at 1 AM?), and she seemed to be cradling and talking to something in her arms. She walked away so fast that I had no hope of catching up to her. I thought, does she have a little dog that got after my cat? That seemed impossible.
Skooter’s foot bled; he would not let us look at it, and he yowled and growled for an hour from his favourite late night sit spot in the hallway. He then took his place next to Allan’s pillow and complained some more. I felt terrible that he was in pain and got very little sleep myself.
I woke in intense anxiety at an early hour and got an urgent veterinary appointment for the afternoon. But meanwhile, we had to go do some plant shopping and some work.
On the way to work, I felt compelled to pull some weeds in our volunteer garden at the Ilwaco post office.
The Basket Case Greenhouse
The Basket Case, under new ownership (Darrell and Roxanne) is now open every day. We bought some violas for two jobs and admired the refurbished greenhouses.
That was a pleasing visit and not one to cut short.
I still hoped to get two small jobs done before vet time.
Diane’s gardenBad weather has prevented the removal of the tree stumps. Eventually we will help with a re-creation of this front garden.
The Red Barn
Oceanside Animal Clinic
At home, Skooter did not enjoy being put into his carrying crate.The veterinarian cleaned up the hurt foot that Skooter would not let us touch, gave him a two week antibiotic shot and a pain shot that will last for three days, and said that the bite on his rear paw had indeed been caused by a small dog. She could tell by the kind of puncture. I said, Could a small dog really run up a cat ramp? and she said yes, in the frenzy of chase. The garden is almost dog-proof….but not tiny-dog-proof. I can think of a couple of places where a small dog could have squeezed in.
Now, because the wounds are on his paw pad, Skooter has to stay indoors for ten days until he is healed (and must have hydrogren peroxide applied twice daily. No one will enjoy that one bit). He loves the garden so much, and the watching of the frogs in the water boxes, and he will not understand why he must stay in. I feel almost as sad as if I had to stay indoors for ten days of spring time. At least I would have books to read. (Cats are said to live longer if they never go outdoors. Humans would also be safer from predators, including bad humans, if they spent their lives indoors. The idea of that makes me feel suffocated.)
We had a very quick turn-around at home before going out again to arrive late to the…
“Burma Shave Sign campaign to invite our Congresswoman and the community to our town hall.”
But first, a garden peek over the fence by where we parked in Seaview:
We walked past a car with a bumper sticker that we knew had to belong to one of the demonstrators.
So the idea was to use signs to illustrate that we wish Republican Congresswoman Jaime Herrera Beutler would meet with her constituents on the Peninsula. (I, of course, have never voted for her.) She has not held a town hall discussion meeting with her constituents here for six years, I am told. As a group of local liberals, there are most certainly some items we want to bend her ear about. Other speakers, including one of her potential Democrat challengers for 2018, will appear at the event.
We will be having the town hall with or without Jaime.
Afterwards, most of us repaired to Chico’s Pizza for an early dinner and discussion hour.
Back home: The work board list got just slightly shorter.
This blog post got written. And now for the poignant watching of the final episode of Grimm, one of our favourite telly shows.
You may have noticed we had a lot of rain this month. From The Chinook Observer, our local paper:
“March came in like a lion and, well, pretty much went out like a lion. Rainfall for the month set a new 149-year record of 17.77 inches, smashing the old record of 16.16 inches in 1975. Third place goes to March 1997 with 16.15 inches.”
Also from the paper: The ribbon cutting ceremony from the new car charging station where we weeded yesterday.