Last week I wrote about being able to spend four days at the new house. It was hard to leave. As I’m writing this I’m back and there was a pack of dogs outside my window. Still no horses and there’s about one more load of stuff in Oakley that needs to come here.
When Roderick and Chelsey came last week and were touring the place, we went out to look at the barn. Two of the stall doors to the outside runs had been open. Two days before John and I had tied them closed.
When we went in the barn a tortoiseshell cat came out and greeted us. The previous owners had asked if I wanted to keep their barn cats and there was some discussion about them having no vet history. They would need to be vaccinated and spayed or neutered. They weren’t sure how many were around. The decision was made that they would rehome them. Yet here one of them was.
I said she needed to be out of the barn as it was closed, and she couldn’t get out. She came up to Roderick and he was able to catch her. She wasn’t too keen on this, and he was able to get her outside without too much trouble.
Then we heard it. There were kittens somewhere in the wall. Roderick and Chelsey tried to find them. Roderick climbed up the lower part of the stall door where we thought they were. Then on top of the stall wall to see if he could see them from above. He couldn’t.
Because they both work nights and were tired and decided to come back that night. Still, no kittens were found.
This week when John and I got here Roderick and Chelsey met us. They had already been out to the barn and found at least two other cats. They didn’t think they were the kittens. They also think they found out how they got into the wall. They had restocked their food and water and lowered the door that we had left open so Dalila couldn’t get in.
Living here will be an adventure for me. Last week John also mowed the yard, and I pulled some bindweed that was in the landscaped area around the porch. That was rough on my back, and I’ve been paying for it ever since. I went to see my chiropractor and told him that my back was tender. I said if I quit doing these activities, I would lose the ability to do them.
As I complete my move-in, I look forward to the Caregivers Circle that will start as soon as I get my horses here. Fill out the form below if you’d like to be added to the waitlist and kept up to date on the happenings of Connection And Synergy.
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