Not a before and after

More of a finished section and a whole lot left to weed section…..

We have Portulacaria (Elephant food) along the back wall.  Now this plant is a quick grower and can get up over 8 feet tall.  I mean elephants eat it, it has to grow fast.  We started this back section of the yard with five or six cuttings from the front yard and it has fully filled in and I continue to cut it back.

We never water it back here. The neighbor has a pond on the other side of this wall and there is just enough leakage to keep it well watered (oh and a lovely mosquito home).

I am always cutting it back to keep it from overtaking the wall but this weekend I decided that the grass now growing up through it needs some work so I spent a good 6 hours out here and got this one section done.

Since there are cats that sleep under it, which was more obvious once I started to cut it back and pull out grass, I made a couple “caves”  They are easy to see right now, the good thing for the cats is the Portulacaria will grow back fast enough to make them perfect hiding places again….or maybe that’s purrfect.


The rest of the back is still chock full of grass to pull out, and its full sun back here so I put up a shade structure to move around over me while I weeded!





More Kitties “fixed”

Saturday we were out running errands and I left the have-a-heart trap set to catch one of the cats.  We were hoping for Whinny as she was in heat and I had been chasing Tom’s off her (Literally) all night as she would cry out.

When we got home we had caught Lola, the “neighbors” cat that I fixed last February and they are still unaware that she is spayed.  In my defense I did not know at the time she wasn’t just another feral and didn’t find out for another 5 months.


I let her out, gave her some pets because she is friendly since she has been fixed by us the evil neighbors.  I then reset it and headed off to the dry-cleaner, UPS and gym.  I was at the gym cancelling my membership when Lori called to say we got Farquaad.  So I wrapped it up and headed home.

Because Whinny and Farquaad are inseparable once Lori covered the trap with a towel and she was sitting on it she decided she was gonna catch Whinny too.

Now I wasn’t home for this but the story is she put the transport box in the kitchen,  put treats inside the box.  Tied my apron tie to the door and hid behind the butcher block.  Once she came in for the treats, Lori pulled the door closed behind her.

All heck cut loose as she climbed the screen door, but she got her in the box and by the time I got home we had two to go to the vet.


They went in Saturday and we were hoping to bring them home on Sunday.  But by Sunday afternoon one was just getting through surgery.  We went and picked them up today before I had to go to work.  Unfortunately as soon as Lori took the cardboard box out of my car and walked toward the yard, Whinny BUSTED through the side of it tearing it wide open and when she tried to catch her was rewarded with two big gashes in her arm.

I put Farquaad in the garage but since he was ‘just’ neutered instead of a spay and Whinny was already in the yard, we just opened the garage door so they could go in if needed but there was no convalescing or staying “calm” “still” or “confined”.

But they have both stayed in the yard today and the report from home is they can to the door for treats.

We officially have no more un-spayed females in the yard.  There is still one male but we have hopefully curtailed having more kittens born in the yard.


On-Call Weekend

I was on call this last weekend so I had to stay near the house, especially on Sunday.

Great reason to move all those rocks we chose not to do on the 1st.  Five large bags (9 cubic feet each) into the wheel barrow and around the front yard.  Filling in bare spots, making sure every thing got a good solid covering.  It took us several hours to get it all done.  (photos are bad, too bright when I tried taking them)

Once my shift started that evening I was pretty tied to the computer even having clients send in copy at 3 in the morning.  But I got an 8 hour reprieve at 6:30 am Sunday until 2:30 while someone else was covering.  So New Project here we come.

We went to the hardware store and bought 5 pieces of bamboo fencing.  Removed two older pieces we had hanging from the oasis and proceeded to tear down all the broken down reed fencing we had up against the chain link and wire the bamboo to it.  It looks so nice, much cleaner look and should last a good long while.  The reed fencing lasted quite a few years but it was deteriorating and the cats (see guide to cats page) climbing it did not help.

We did however keep (make?) the kitty highway on the side yard.  The way it has been is they jump up on the window AC unit on one side, jump to the window AC until on the other side of the fence and go about whatever, terrorizing one another, eating, taking safe haven from the coyotes and dogs.

But with the fence there they can’t jump, so since this was an older piece of bamboo, we took out a couple pieces, and made a 2×4 bridge for them to walk through the fence from one unit to another. (Yes, we are being controlled by feral cats)

It was dark when we were trying to finish and I kept having to go in an work so we finished up behind the shed this morning before I had to go to work.  It looks very nice!


Kittens, Knots, Kneecap

Today’s post brought to you by the letter K.

The kittens are gone.  We paid my brother to come pick them up and take them to the animal shelter last Thursday. (Guild Money) Sending him with a blank check to cover the fees and if there were no fees to give them $100.00 donation.  Donation it was.  They took the little critters without hesitation. Cute, 9 weeks old, eating solid food, I had a litter box in the yard they were getting used to and I was picking them up at every moment so they wouldn’t be feral assholes like their mom.

Since they had not left our yard in two solid weeks because that is where the food source was, we didn’t even tell the neighbors who had no idea where they had gone.

So we are back to just the “usual” feral cats.  None of them were really thrilled with the kittens.  Even our CeeCee wasn’t going outside much because they kept coming into her cage, that or the ridiculous heat we were having.  The old guy we call Lionel wasn’t around much but he is venturing back now and even came to the door and meowed for food last night.

So that was Kittens, on to Knots.  I am super excited about an organization I found last week at the fair.  It is called Knots of Love and they are an organization where you donate your time, energy and materials to make hats for cancer patients and NICU blankets.  Since I am usually working on a blanket this gives me another option.  There are a few specifics for the hats and blankets, mostly an acceptable yarn list and 18×22 for the blankets.  Patters, colors and all that are up to the knitter or crocheter.  So when the blanket I have on my hook is done this is my next purchase will be some yard they approve and making some hats and NICU blankets.

This weekend I ended up being on call.  My regularly scheduled weekend is this coming one.  Saturday started early and there was lots of work the day was nearly over when I finally sat down.  But the laundry was done, I had run out to the notary for work and put in several hours of work.  Sunday morning started just as early.  Lori and I both had Chiropractic adjustments.  As I said to my niece this is not the Crack-a-lacky kind of adjustments they get.  They are full body and take an hour.

Lori has been coughing for nearly two weeks now.  To the point that she isn’t sleeping.  Which doesn’t help in the healing.  During her adjustment, she got her lungs re-aligned and the woman who does this adjustment says she had breathed in some spores.  We got home and she slept for a straight five hours while I worked and prepped food for the week.

My adjustment was slightly different.  My thumb had been hurting along with my left kneecap area.  With loud “Click” of the bones there a couple times a day.  I told her I was waking up every night between 3 and 3:30, she felt my knee, asked me if my right arm pit smelled more that my left (um yea) and said its your gall bladder.  Proceeded to adjust every one of my ribs and reach under (and when I say reach, I mean DIG) and adjust my gallbladder.

After some general other adjustments and a sheet of instructions, my knee 36 hours later does not hurt and for the first time in a month I didn’t wake up in the middle of the night, well to coughing maybe, but not to pee.