Chang in Temps
It is quite the change in temps and I must admit . . . I like it . . . I like it a lot. The rain that is falling off and on today is being soaked up slowly.
I toddled out of bed and was surprised Dennis was already dressed. He grabbed his second cup of coffee and was heading to the patio porch. Nothing unusual there.
At ten he came back in the house and tossed a piece of paper onto the dining room table. Dennis commented, “One down and two to go.” I wasn’t getting it until I opened the piece of paper and saw it was a receipt for Snuggles at the veterinary clinic here in town. I had no idea, and Dennis knew he didn’t need any lip or extra advise from me. Best not to tell the rest of the story until there was a positive outcome. Yes, two feral kitties left for the trip to better health. That Dennis sure had been busy.
Snuggles weighs about fifteen pounds and Dennis had borrowed a larger carrier from the vet. Dennis got Snuggles into the carrier and into the pickup and the two had headed out. Two blocks from home Snuggles had the plastic pins of the door pushed through and was sitting on the passenger seat looking out. I don’t know the whole story, but Dennis did get him corralled in his arms and headed for the vet’s office door. The pickup door was left wide open as Dennis said he needed both hands to hang onto Snuggles. With the cat weighing what it does, there is no way to hold him by the nap of his neck. It was full on tuck and hold. As luck would have it someone was going in and held the door open for the pair. The vet techs put a towel over Snuggles and away they went through door #2. Snuggles was punchy enough that Dennis could carry him to the truck for the ride home. Wow.
I did put some antiseptic on Dennis’ belly where Snuggles had let Dennis know he was not going to go easily.
Our three kitties are not house pets but rather patio porch pets with all their claws in tact. A video of the cat rodeo would have been priceless.
It has been a quiet afternoon here on Stauffer. It wouldn’t surprise me if the adrenaline has Dennis’ arms feeling weak for a time. Dennis said all he thought of was if he could just hang on and not let Snuggles get away from him. The leather gloves did help with a firmer grip but just a lightweight t-shirt over the belly, not much protection. I am sure the fifteen feet from the pickup to the office door must have felt like a mile with a squirmy unhappy cat struggling.
The carrier has been checked over for the next trip and the remaining two are lightweight in relationship to Snuggles.
The cooler temps make for a great week ahead.