Weekly Photo Challenge: Muse – Butterscotch

This week’s photo challenge – to show you my muse for photography – was so simple. Her name is Butterscotch! She’s very photogenic, though she gets quite tired of modeling at times. She’s also getting pretty old, as you can tell by her “sugar face,” as my sister calls it, so there are a lot of shots of her sleeping. But I have a few of her awake, just so y’all know she doesn’t sleep 24/7.  Here are some new photos and some old as well.










Butterscotch who loves the snow!

TNR Week June 2015

This week is a TNR (trap/neuter/return) week, so the front porch and most every inch of the place is littered with traps and carriers and towels.


Less than friendly (to humans) community cats got to spend some days in the traps, but the friendlies (usually a cat dumped by someone who thought of the cat as disposable) got luxury accommodations in dog crates. A little leg and wander room given to those who didn’t want to bite us.

A fellow blogger (you know who you are, Kate) mentioned that she always likes my TNR stories, and most of the time there’s a good one to tell. This week was no exception.

This little girl was in the right place at the right time, even if she doesn’t think so at the moment. By which I mean that she would be dead otherwise.


Lacey – that’s her name – was trapped just a few days ago, and we noticed some mucus-y discharge…not a good sign. Usually that’s a sign of pyometra, a life threatening infection of the uterus. She had her spay surgery today. The poor cat was pregnant, but miscarrying (basically), had pyrometra, and a hernia to boot. Had she not been trapped and seen quickly, she wouldn’t be around much longer.

She is not, as you might imagine, a happy camper tonight. She gets to be my house guest for awhile, with a spacious dog crate serving as her hotel room. In compensation for daily room service, she gets to have antibiotics twice daily. I don’t think either of us are looking forward to that.


Her caretakers plan to bring her inside and I hope she makes the transition successfully. She’s pretty skittish and at least two years old, so we’ll have to see what happens. Every cat deserves a chance, and I’m glad she’s going to have a shot at a safe, indoor life. Hopefully she won’t judge all humans by the one who is going to be stuffing pills down her throat for the next ten days.  Whether she ever knows it or not, she owes a lot to our little TNR program and the wonderful caretaker who trapped her. Here’s hoping for a full recovery, and many happy years with her new indoor family.



To say that my days have been hectic is a bit of an understatement. Very full pet sitting schedule, plus this week is our June TNR (trap/neuter/return) week, which adds all sorts of craziness to my days. To top it all off, a cat I care for regularly has been very ill this week, and I am spending lots of time force-feeding her and pushing pain meds down her throat until the culture comes back this week and we can get her started on antibiotics. The poor thing is in pain and not hungry, and cats simply can’t fast. The fact that she’s 17 bumps up the concern level.

So a post by Dr. Andy Roark got my attention this morning – “When Your Emergency Isn’t.”  I’m a fan of so much of what he does online – great educator, funny, and also a good observer of the vet industry and how professionals work and live in that field. Many times, what he has to say applies to pet sitters as well. Pet sitters might not have as many emergencies as vets, but we have our share – including those non-emergency emergencies that clients and friends call us about – and any bit or piece of free time can disappear down the rabbit hole quickly.

After 8 years of pet sitting, which pretty much means working every day all year, I am trying to carve out a bit of time for me and my two-footed and four-footed family. I’ve let clients know that the office is closed from late Saturday afternoon until Monday morning. I’m still our caring for pets, but it is wonderful having a short break from booking appointments and office work each week. (Or time to write a blog!)

Even so, late yesterday an email came in from a friend who feeds some feral cats, and one of them has been badly mangled. Not the kind of thing I am going to ignore. I set her up with some traps so she can, hopefully, capture the poor cat and get him some vet care. And I’m not going to ignore the poor client kitty who isn’t eating today either, much as she might prefer that I lay off the force-feeding stuff, which isn’t fun for either of us. (Think infant who is spitting out everything you try to get her to eat, and you have the picture.)

Others have called with non-emergency emergencies today, and I am trying to take Dr. Roark’s advice and let them wait. My poor dog Butterscotch, hasn’t had a walk in two days because of all the “emergencies” this week, so she got one this morning. She needs her injection of Adequan as well today, so that’s in my list. (Still hate giving intramuscular shots…this one is my own procrastination.)


I haven’t had time to grocery shop or cook dinner all week, and it is time to eat something modestly healthy. And maybe, just maybe, there will be a little time to read a book or something not related to business before we all start trapping community cats tonight. Maybe even fool around with my camera a bit. When your own pets see less of you than your client’s pets do, you know life has gone too wacky.

So thank you Dr. Roark for the reminder this morning. Time to close the computer down for a bit and take a break.


The temperatures have gone over 90 for the first time in 2015, and we’re not yet adjusted to the heat. (We don’t have central air in this 100+ year old house.) We’re getting there, but for the moment, we are all a tad warm, especially those with fur coats on.  There’s not a lot of energy happening here today!








Weekly Photo Challenge: Vivid: Roses and Cats

This week the photo challenge is to show vivid.  Since I have this new camera which I am trying to learn, I thought I’d tackle the challenge with some new photos.

Off to Hershey Gardens I went. Word was that the roses were at their peak. Well, with the last few days being quite cold, the roses were passing the peak quickly, but I got this interesting shot of one very vivid rose at its peak, next to one which is on the way out. Perhaps it creates a vivid contrast!


A second definition of the word “vivid” informs photo #2.

  • archaic
    (of a person or animal) lively and vigorous.
    Our cat, Hiro, is about as lively and vigorous as it gets…perhaps a little bit too much so some days, but we love him anyway. Here’s Hiro enjoying the first bit of sun on the porch this evening with us. If nothing else, his markings are quite remarkable and vivid!