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Homeless Cat -- Now Spotacus' Legacy

Wanderlost
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On 18 Dec, a very large cat showed up at our house. It was late and cold, and he looked in the door and made it clear he wanted inside. Well, since we have two cats already and he was a stranger, we could not let him in the house. WLToo walked out and the cat ran to him, so he walked the cat into the garage and into the climate controlled room out there.

He was extremely hungry and thirsty, but in otherwise good condition and very clean. We fixed up a bed for him, set up the feeding and elimination stations, and went to bed.

Next day, we worked in the garage all day, while the big guy slept or supervised. We found him to be an intact male, no sign he's ever worn a collar, and he has a strong need to be in the general vicinity of humans. For an intact male, he's remarkably mellow - I don't think he was the alpha cat in his previous home.

Have had zero responses to the "found cat" notices around the area and online, so we'll be working with the local rescues to get him neutered and all his shots, then find him a home. We can't keep him because he's just too big for our two cats to share our small house. Alex would have another emotional meltdown, and I don't want to go through that mess again (long, ugly story).

For now, we're calling him Spot, not that he answers to it (does answer to "Kitty, Kitty"). No idea how he travels; we'll find out when we take him to the vet on Tuesday.

If anyone knows of someone who would like a large (about 15-18 pounds) cat who needs to be with people, please let me know. No cat novices, please; this cat needs someone who knows exactly how to handle an adult cat of this size, especially when he's feeling frisky.





We're at Canyon Lake, TX, so if there are any Winter Texans nearby who would like to meet him and maybe give him a home, that would be great.
"The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated." -- Mahatma Gandhi

Czarny, black cat
Rainbow Bridge: Spotacus, Alexander the Grrreat, and so very many more
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Wanderlost
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My beloved Czarny disappeared last Wednesday.  We're still hoping he can make it home, but with a huge owl, a hawk, and a couple of coyotes being in the general vicinity, our hopes are waning.  Neighbors haven't seen him, not even the one neighbor Czarny visited frequently, and it doesn't appear he got locked into anyone's garage or shed.  He's chipped, so if someone does find him, we might get him back.

Czarny's brother, Rudy, disappeared suddenly the same way five years ago.  Absolutely the worst way to lose a pet is to never know what happened.

Given all of Spousal Unit's health issues, I'm not prepared to immediately adopt another cat or two.  I want to wait until I'm absolutely positive Czarny won't be coming home.  By then, we should know if SU will be just in a rehab hospital for a while, or if he'll need to move to assisted living.  If the latter, I would only want one cat.  If SU will be able to come home, we'd like a pair, one for each lap.  Either way, it/they will be strictly indoors, only going outside on a harness/leash, and never unattended.  Those days are over here, now that so much development has driven the predators out of their former territories and into ours.

Our barn swallows and another small bird have fledged and the house is surrounded by tiny birds flying everywhere.  The constant swooping and occasional bang when one hits a window is both distracting and entertaining.  So far, the littles are not damaged by whacking the glass.  They are starting to annoy the hummingbirds trying to reach the feeder, though.

Speaking of hummingbirds, time to refill the feeder.  Later, y'all.

P.S.  I cancelled my Photobucket account, so none of the older photos will appear anymore.  Can't edit older posts, either, so I can't add the photos from GS' internal ability.

"The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated." -- Mahatma Gandhi

Czarny, black cat
Rainbow Bridge: Spotacus, Alexander the Grrreat, and so very many more

Wanderlost
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Nomad

Hope all your Independence Day events were safe and happy.  I got up early to be on the county seat's bandstand, where the community band performed appropriate music while the parade went by.  Then we came home and relaxed by the pool or inside in the air conditioning until fireworks time.  This year's fireworks were far more subdued than in previous years - could be the cost was finally out of folks' budgets.

Spousal Unit had a snootful of bloodwork done yesterday, and gets an MRI and ultrasound tomorrow.  We're in step one of figuring out why he went from tooling around just fine with occasional walker use to suddenly barely able to walk at all.  When we get it figured out and fixed/mediated, we'll get him into the local rehab hospital to whip him back into some kind of shape.

Czarny wants to be outside, but it's too hot/humid, the birdies keep swooping him, a fox is looking at him or simply strolling by, and I'm not right there with him.  So he's spending most of the time inside now, and I'm fine with that.  He did want out a particular door day before yesterday, but a doe was eating carrots just outside it, and made it clear she didn't want him out there.  Mutual glaring through the glass ensued.

Finished a crocheted baby blanket for a friend.  Now starting the biggest project I've ever tried:  queen size bedspread for Sister.  I'm making about 20 12" squares, then will put them together into  a light and lacy bedspread.  It will also use up an entire tub of yarn.  Decreasing the stash is always good.

Lunch time.  Later, y'all.

"The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated." -- Mahatma Gandhi

Czarny, black cat
Rainbow Bridge: Spotacus, Alexander the Grrreat, and so very many more

Wanderlost
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Unrelenting heat and humidity.  You'd think we suddenly lived in southern Louisiana...  The new mini-split in Spousal Unit's model train shed went belly up one week after installation.  Today, they installed a new one.  Hope it works longer than the previous one did.

We've almost finished installing the floor, and now that it's not so hot in there, we should be able to finish it up, and he can start moving his modules inside.  That means we'll be able to safely navigate inside the garage without getting battered by stuff and tools.

Czarny continues to prefer hanging out with me inside, especially now that the fox parents are bringing the kits up onto the deck to play.  Mama Fox also likes the occasional nap in a deck chair, away from the kits.

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SU got a big shot in his right knee and it appears to be helping, but he's still having a lot of trouble walking.  Meanwhile, his neurologist told him to walk, as it's the only Parkinson's treatment that works all the time.  Very frustrating to not know why his legs suddenly decided they don't want to function properly.

Czarny wants to play now.  Later, y'all.

"The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated." -- Mahatma Gandhi

Czarny, black cat
Rainbow Bridge: Spotacus, Alexander the Grrreat, and so very many more

Wanderlost
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Got most of the flooring into Spousal Unit's train building; just a few finish items to go.  But SU can't use his lovely new building; he can barely walk now, and we have no idea what happened.

Now add the unbelievably nasty humidity and heat, and we're just staying inside the house.  Even Czarny prefers being inside these days.  I pretty much only go out to swim.  We put a swim ladder in so SU could more easily get in and out, but he can't use it now.  Very frustrating, not knowing what happened and how to fix his inability to walk without great pain.

Not much else going on.  I'm taking care of him; he's writing more books; Czarny is sticking very close to me.  No fawns in the meadow yet, although there are lots in the area already.  The barn swallows are only using one nest on our north porch; they destroyed the south porch nest.  Fireflys are in profusion, and they're always fun to watch.

Hope y'all are not in the way of all those storms.

"The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated." -- Mahatma Gandhi

Czarny, black cat
Rainbow Bridge: Spotacus, Alexander the Grrreat, and so very many more

Wanderlost
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After a good two weeks of icky humidity and little rain, yesterday was lovely.  Low humidity, breezy, partly sunny and a high of 83.  Sister and I took Mom to an early Mother's Day lunch, then shopping.  They both got some new clothes after a long, hard search for things that were not covered in ruffles.  I do most of my shopping at Tractor Supply, so wasn't aware of all the ruffles and garish color combinations currently in fashion.  I will admit the shirts that looked like Victorian wallpaper didn't totally suck, except for the ruffles...

The mini split gets installed into Spousal Unit's train shed on Monday.  We still need to finish plopping down the interlocking floor mats, but it will be fully functional by Monday evening.  I'm so looking forward to the last of his model railroad stuff no longer cluttering up the office/library/sewing room.

Czarny has a new pastime.  When he sees one of the foxes passing by the house, he runs from window to window, watching closely, but silently.  However, when he sees a cat pass by, he does the same while shrieking in outrage.  Seems he's pretty much okay with the foxes, who seem to be pretty okay with him (and us humans).  Other cats, however...

We're back to humid today, but a high of only 80, so it'll be tolerable.  Guess I'd best be heading out to clean the pool filter.  Later, y'all.

"The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated." -- Mahatma Gandhi

Czarny, black cat
Rainbow Bridge: Spotacus, Alexander the Grrreat, and so very many more

Wanderlost
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Wet, humid, icky -- my sinuses hate it.  Czarny hates it.  Spousal Unit wants to go out to his train shed, but it's too wet for him to safely maneuver over the wet gravel, so he hates it.  I'd be happy if it would just up and rain, instead of all this damp.  Sigh.

The plumber finished yesterday.  The electrician is in the shed now.  Spousal Unit has yet to order a mini-split, so the building isn't totally finished yet, but at least we can begin moving model railroad stuff into it.  The paint job was excellent, and it's most definitely blue.  SU wanted all blue, so he can have appropriate skies painted above that particular module.  Hopefully, one or more of our artist friends will take on the clouds jobs, as SU just can't paint a sky he's happy with, and I have zero talent there.  General wall painting, yes.  Happy clouds and trees, no way -- Bob Ross would be so disappointed with me...

So far, Czarny has escorted me to the shed three times, but refuses to go up the admittedly flimsy steps into the building.  He might decide it's worth exploring inside once the wheelchair ramp is installed.  If not, that's okay, too.  He won't be in danger of getting closed into the building if he never goes inside.

Library volunteers are being feted tonight in a banquet, and we're all supposed to wear attire appropriate for the golden age of Hollywood.  That took some doing, as I have exactly one "glamorous" piece of clothing, and it's a red and gold dragon jacket.  Had to root around to find other clothing to go with it, but I believe I've succeeded there, and can use MIL's gold jewelry from that era for a more authentic look.  Looking forward to the other folks' ideas of old Hollywood glamour.

Ah, well, time to get busy with the regular Wednesday chores.  Later, y'all.

 

"The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated." -- Mahatma Gandhi

Czarny, black cat
Rainbow Bridge: Spotacus, Alexander the Grrreat, and so very many more

Wanderlost
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Drywallers are finishing today.  Painting should begin tomorrow (fingers crossed), then the floor installation.  Spousal Unit wants to go to the hardware store and buy a mini-split, then only pay for its installation.  Thinks he'll save money that way.  Maybe...

Meanwhile, the humidity is most definitely making itself felt.  We are not at all accustomed to this level of humid.  Good thing the highs are only in the low 80s, with a pleasant breeze; makes it tolerable until one gets back into the air conditioning.

Two adult foxes trotted across the deck and down the stairs day before yesterday.  They totally ignored Czarny, who was plastered up against the door in full fluff.  I let him in, went out to see where they'd gone, and they were in our garden, just checking it out.  We've not planted anything in a couple years, so they continued to wherever the den is.  At least we know the coyotes haven't killed our foxes.

Mom turns 99 today.  We're taking her out for BBQ this evening.  She's still all there mentally, just moves a lot slower these days.  Still, she gets around faster than Spousal Unit...

Sister retired a week ago.  She can finally help take Mom to various medical appointments, which gives me a break from so much driving.

Other than that, not much happening, thank goodness.  Y'all take care.

"The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated." -- Mahatma Gandhi

Czarny, black cat
Rainbow Bridge: Spotacus, Alexander the Grrreat, and so very many more

Wanderlost
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Building is almost done.  Drywall, bathroom flooring and painting starting Monday, then the plumber and electrician will come back to finish installations.  Spousal Unit still hasn't looked for a mini-split installer, so he won't really be able to use the building much, given how hot it gets here, until that's done.  If he'll get moving on that part next week as well, he could have his model railroads running by mid-May (and be out of my way).

We hosted about a dozen folks here for the eclipse.  Even though we were until the totality path, we didn't get to see it.  The clouds kept moving in and out.  My cousin started playing a song with a chorus of "There it is!"  Each time the clouds parted as the moon moved toward full occlusion, we all yelled "There it is!" It got eerily dark, which was very cool (literally), but no corona was to be seen.  Oh, well, we had a great time anyway.

Czarny didn't, though.  He's decided lately that more than three people in his house are way too many.  Came running up as it got dark, but would not go inside until I walked him around the house away from all the people out on the deck.  Then he wanted his dinner, because it's dark and that's dinnertime.  He got three gooshy meals that day.

Now that the barn swallows have taken up residence on the north porch, Czarny's having bad memories of birds swooping him, so as he walks across the porch and deck, he's on the lookout for those swoopy birds.  He ay be spending more time on the south side of the house...

Actually, we're being very careful about letting him outside.  A coyote came right up onto the porch last week.  I believe it was the scout.  When it didn't find anything to eat/attack, it left.  Still, we're on the watch for more, as the developments around here are driving them out of their old territory and they're looking for a new one.

A swimming pool ladder got installed yesterday.  When the pool warms up enough for him, Spousal Unit will be able to much more easily get out of the pool.  He doesn't do so well on the big extant steps.  He's doing much better overall, but the damage to his spine still causes enough pain that he's very limited in what he can do anymore.  Next treatment will be cortizone shots.

Time to head for the pool supply.  Need more salt.  Later, y'all.

"The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated." -- Mahatma Gandhi

Czarny, black cat
Rainbow Bridge: Spotacus, Alexander the Grrreat, and so very many more

Wanderlost
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Plumber is putting in the piping right now.  He'll be followed by the foam insulators, then the drywall.  We have the sheet linoleum for the water closet floor, and the rubber gym floor matting for the main room, but still need some Tyvex or equivalent to put down before putting in the floors.  Drywall can go up anytime after insulation.  This is going so smoothly that I'm getting paranoid...

Czarny has been under the new shed, and has looked up the steps, but will not go inside yet.  Perhaps after it's finished, maybe after the porch and ramp are built.  Meanwhile, he's staying very close to the house.  We heard the coyotes howling again two nights ago.  They set off the dogs at the local animal shelter, so it was pretty noisy for a while.

Beautiful, sunny day -- first in a while.  We've had lots of cloudy days with no rain, until we got .27" early this morning.  Still not going to break the drought, but it's lovely and green, and the bluebonnets are prolific.  Other wildflowers are just now blooming -- so beautiful when they're all in bloom.

Well, there's a cat sitting on my chair arm.  He clearly wants to go back outside.  Later, y'all.

"The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated." -- Mahatma Gandhi

Czarny, black cat
Rainbow Bridge: Spotacus, Alexander the Grrreat, and so very many more

joebedford
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Over the years we’ve come across several strays but our 3 (now 2) cats won’t tolerate another cat. We fostered a pregnant female last year and our boys (neutered) never saw her but they knew she was in the house. They fought each other - eventually we had to isolate them. They didn’t calm down for a month after she left.

Wanderlost
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Electricity is wired in, waiting on the plumber to give us an estimate after he looks at the sink and toilet we bought.  All this movement has Spousal Unit starting to work in the garage, as best he can, gettting stuff ready to transfer over to his "train tunnel."  I can now walk safely through the garage without being grabbed by something sharp he left by the pathway...

He's on a new medication to relax his back muscles.  Just started and it seems to be improving.  Good.  Between that and his physical therapy, he might be improving.

Czarny's outside most of the day now.  He likes to sleep on a north porch chair.  I wonder how he'll react to the eclipse gathering in April.  We'll have about 14 people here, assuming they can get through the traffic nightmare.  We'll have done all our shopping the week before, and won't leave home from Friday through Tuesday.

Time to go outside and finish clearing out the pool skimmers.  Later, y'all.

"The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated." -- Mahatma Gandhi

Czarny, black cat
Rainbow Bridge: Spotacus, Alexander the Grrreat, and so very many more

Wanderlost
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Nomad

Annnd we're back to shorts and sandals.  Today was the monthly gathering of the Old Coots Giving Advice at the farmer's market.  Lots of college students visiting, and they actually asked advice.  We were happy to help.  Also picked up some more fruits and vegetables to freeze dry.

Czarny has noticed the new building, but so far he's afraid to go inside.  It was the source of a lot of noise last week.  He'll get around to it eventually.

The building is right beside one of the deer's daily trails, and now that the noise is gone, they're carefully exploring around it.  I don't know if the raccoons and foxes have checked out the underside yet, but it's sitting on gravel over asphalt, so it's not den appropriate (thank goodness -- I also saw a skunk strolling up the driveway one evening).

Took delivery of the floor materials, then bought the light switches, electrical outlets, and lights.  We have a new in the box ceiling fan we've been carrying around with us for about a lustrum, so it's leaving the garage shelf to be installed in there.  I'm poking around all of the electrical and plumbing boxes, looking for stuff appropriate to use out there, thereby saving a bit of money and making a little more room in the garage.  Next up:  getting a plumber to plumb the water closet, then an electrician to wire the place, followed by spray foam insulation, then dry wall and paint.  I'm really hoping it will all be done by autumn, but that depends on trades availability and dependability, as Spousal Unit really can't do the work anymore.

"The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated." -- Mahatma Gandhi

Czarny, black cat
Rainbow Bridge: Spotacus, Alexander the Grrreat, and so very many more

Wanderlost
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Nomad

We went from the 80s and wearing shorts to a high of 44 today, with wind.  At least this cold snap is gone tomorrow, and we're above normal temps again.  Czarny's not happy about the cold air blowing in his ears, so he's curled up on the mat I crocheted for him and stuck on top of his chair side tower.

Meanwhile, Spousal Unit's long desired N-scale model railroad building went up.  The shell was finished yesterday, and he immediately attached his sign:

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Still a lot of finish work to do, but I'm already anticipating walking around in the garage without something trying to grab me.

When spring shows up again tomorrow (the bluebonnets are already in full bloom here), I'll be back to readying the pool for use.  We got a solar-powered surface skimmer that's keeping the live oak leaves from sinking to the bottom, which will go a long way toward cutting down on my pool maintenance chores.

Ah, well, break's over.  Gotta finish my short story so I can then edit all the other short stories, then publish an anthology for my writers' group.  Later, y'all.

"The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated." -- Mahatma Gandhi

Czarny, black cat
Rainbow Bridge: Spotacus, Alexander the Grrreat, and so very many more

Wanderlost
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Nomad

Czarny's better; he loves the prescription dry food; we're still figuring out which of the wet foods he likes.  Likely won't know for sure until he no longer tastes the medicine injected into the gooshy food once a day.

He's not spending much time outside these days.  Spousal Unit's 47th wedding anniversary present (mine, too, will explain later) is under construction by the copse of trees at the end of our driveway.  Czarny dashed out the south door, saw a strange pickup, growled, and dashed back inside.  He's majorly put out that a noise-generating stranger has invaded his territory.  I let him out the north door, and he's under the deck now -- likely growling each time the nail gun goes off.

Now, explanation:  Spousal Unit has been filling up the garage with model railroad modules since we moved here.  We finally saved up enough money, and he finally settled on a design, for his model train building/man cave.  Construction started yesterday.  When the shell is up, the real work begins, getting the inside finished out, a porch built in a way that a wheelchair ramp can be added in future, a water closet installed, etc.  It's sited next to one of our 30/50 amp RV hookups, so electric, water, and a sewer link is right there.

My part of the present is all his model railroad stuff will go into that building.  The amount of room that will be available in the garage and the office/library/craft room will be significant enough that I can get a sewing/yarn storage model into the office, which will get rid of many plastic storage bins, leaving more room to put a reading nook into the room and be able to easily move around in there (it's an obstacle course right now).  We just need to update the wall unit with a half-split and upgrade the lights.

Once he's cleared stuff out of the garage, we might even be able to park the vehicles inside.  What a rush!

All in all, this is a pretty darn good anniversary present to us both.

Gotta go see Millie, Tall and Short Friends' cat.  Tall Friend is in rehab again, and will be going into assisted living after.  Short Friend is visiting friends for a week, and the neighbor supposedly taking care of Millie has no clue how to care for a cat.  I think, at her age, she's also losing it - we've known Neighbor a long time, and she didn't recognize us the other day.

This aging business really sucks at times...  Later, y'all.

"The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated." -- Mahatma Gandhi

Czarny, black cat
Rainbow Bridge: Spotacus, Alexander the Grrreat, and so very many more