The weeks news. My injured pup gets a ride, the stray cat, and my eye appointment.
It’s been a quiet week up here on the mountain, my little slice of heaven in the great northwest.
It feels like fall up here, though, it’s the middle of August and supposed to be the dog days of summer. We had three really hot days, then the temperatures dropped twenty degrees and we are back to temps in the 50’s in the mornings.
I have finished a few of my smaller projects, and now, will be looking to build another shed to store our pop-up camper, my old Arctic Cat snowmobiles, and our 3- and 4-wheelers, before the snow flies. Today we are going in search of logs to use as posts, like we did for the woodshed/workshop. I have a few, but need more. With the help of my son, I should have the shed finished in time. My son is erecting his own shed from a kit he bought at one of the chain building-supply centers north of us. I thought he could have built one from scratch, but he isn’t as confident in his building abilities yet as I am.
Our stray cat is back, and we are going to trap it this coming week. It has pretty much either decimated the chipmunk population or frightened them away from here, and the hares that normally reside under the cabin aren’t out and about anymore. We will take the cat in to see if it has been fixed, then release it elsewhere, since the shelter won’t take feral cats, and we cannot find anyone who will take it. I hate to do it, but it will surely freeze up here this winter and we don’t need another cat.
I had an eye appointment this past week, the first one I have had in the seventeen years since my cataract surgery. I am still seeing 20/20 after all these years, which surprised me. The doctor said I could use a prescription pair of reading glasses, though it was a slight prescription. I have been getting along just fine with the cheap store-bought glasses, but since it costs me nothing through the VA, I ordered a pair. I should have them in a few weeks. This next week, I will be going back for my first appointment with a primary care physician.
My faithful traveling companion Kiyo loves to ride in, or on, anything with wheels. I trained him when he was just a pup to sit in front of me on my 4-wheeler, though he has never gotten used to a snowmobile. Since his injury, he hasn’t been on a 4-wheeler. However, that changed today. I rigged up a basket on the front of my 3-wheeler, and the lovely wife got the 4-wheeler. I put my poor injured pup in the basket and off we went. He was so happy, and when we stopped for a break, he started barking as if to say, “Keep going!” His excitement was all over his face. He was one tired, but happy, puppy when we returned home, and fell asleep almost as soon as I put him on the couch.
Well, that’s all the news for the week. Bye for now.
