Still snowing.....snow is my new 4 letter word and we have a new name for the cat: Boots. Kaylee changed her mind.
Also, thought I would check facebook and accept a few friend requests and that dang cat found me and is staring at me through the sliding glass window.
Wonder if we'll ever find her a home, or if this is it?
Saturday, January 10, 2009
The Cat's Meow
We have a new, but TEMPORARY, addition to our family: Spot the cat (named by Kaylee). Yesterday morning I was in Kaylee's room "helping" her get dressed (meaning I was putting clothes on a perfectly capable almost 5 year old because I am an enabler) when I heard some interesting noises.
At first I thought maybe she was farting, then I thought she was making funny noises with her mouth. But THEN I realized I heard a cat making very sad and desperate little meows outside on Kaylee's deck.
She obviously saw the light on in the room and figured we'd take pity on her, which we did. I ended up letting her run around for a little bit (until Mark caught us) so I had to put her back outside. I put out some cheese, water and (I had no clue what else to do) some oatmeal with water. She chowed on the cheese but kind of ignored the oatmeal.
I finished getting ready and checked on the kitty and noticed that magically someone had put a can of tuna out for her. So Mark really felt bad for her and scolded me for giving it oatmeal! When we came home yesterday I grabbed the mail while Mark waited in the van with the kids (our 4 wheel drive vehicle is in the shop and of course it is snowing AGAIN) and I noticed him grinning and pointing.
Little Spot ran straight into the garage like she owns the place and was waiting for us purring and meowing as we pulled in. I picked her up and she was so happy, kneading my coat, letting the kids pet her fur every which way (poor thing is obviously starved for attention!) and even Mark seemed to enjoy her company.
Before you go thinking Mark has a cold, black little heart when it comes to cats, he is a little nervous from a past attack by a barn cat when he was a kid. Who wouldn't be suspicious of a cat after something like that? Perhaps with a little animal therapy he'll start to trust our feline friends again.
So for now we are keeping her on our back deck as the animal shelter is over capacity with pets. She is clearly a sweet, loving indoor pet that was either abandoned or lost. So if anyone lost an adorable little tabby cat with "spots" in the Sagle area, let me know! Otherwise I will donate her to the Sagle Fire Station.......
At first I thought maybe she was farting, then I thought she was making funny noises with her mouth. But THEN I realized I heard a cat making very sad and desperate little meows outside on Kaylee's deck.
She obviously saw the light on in the room and figured we'd take pity on her, which we did. I ended up letting her run around for a little bit (until Mark caught us) so I had to put her back outside. I put out some cheese, water and (I had no clue what else to do) some oatmeal with water. She chowed on the cheese but kind of ignored the oatmeal.
I finished getting ready and checked on the kitty and noticed that magically someone had put a can of tuna out for her. So Mark really felt bad for her and scolded me for giving it oatmeal! When we came home yesterday I grabbed the mail while Mark waited in the van with the kids (our 4 wheel drive vehicle is in the shop and of course it is snowing AGAIN) and I noticed him grinning and pointing.
Little Spot ran straight into the garage like she owns the place and was waiting for us purring and meowing as we pulled in. I picked her up and she was so happy, kneading my coat, letting the kids pet her fur every which way (poor thing is obviously starved for attention!) and even Mark seemed to enjoy her company.
Before you go thinking Mark has a cold, black little heart when it comes to cats, he is a little nervous from a past attack by a barn cat when he was a kid. Who wouldn't be suspicious of a cat after something like that? Perhaps with a little animal therapy he'll start to trust our feline friends again.
So for now we are keeping her on our back deck as the animal shelter is over capacity with pets. She is clearly a sweet, loving indoor pet that was either abandoned or lost. So if anyone lost an adorable little tabby cat with "spots" in the Sagle area, let me know! Otherwise I will donate her to the Sagle Fire Station.......
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
So ya'll think I'm a whiner????
Today I arrived at the office to find an ice skating rink where my parking lot used to be. Thinking that would be my biggest challenge of the day, I walked through the front door thinking of who I would need to call to get it sanded.
Much to my chagrin, the parking lot turned out to be the LEAST of my worries. I was greeted with the sound of Niagra Falls cascading from my ceiling and a swimming pool where my front office used to be.
Quickly I upended a giant garbage can to collect the run off, and set to work disconnecting all electrical equipment and moving computers to dryer land. Thankfully though I was wearing my rubber Sorels.
To those of you who say I am a whiner I thumb my nose at you. Describing winter in north Idaho as hell is like describing former President Clinton as a flirt. Not only did I spend last Sunday shoveling 4 feet of snow off the camper trailer, our shed and the playset out back, but now I need to wear a bathing suit to work in January.
By the way, if I have convinced you, you can always change your vote on the where should Amy & the family move poll...
Much to my chagrin, the parking lot turned out to be the LEAST of my worries. I was greeted with the sound of Niagra Falls cascading from my ceiling and a swimming pool where my front office used to be.
Quickly I upended a giant garbage can to collect the run off, and set to work disconnecting all electrical equipment and moving computers to dryer land. Thankfully though I was wearing my rubber Sorels.
To those of you who say I am a whiner I thumb my nose at you. Describing winter in north Idaho as hell is like describing former President Clinton as a flirt. Not only did I spend last Sunday shoveling 4 feet of snow off the camper trailer, our shed and the playset out back, but now I need to wear a bathing suit to work in January.
By the way, if I have convinced you, you can always change your vote on the where should Amy & the family move poll...
Monday, December 22, 2008
I am not losing my mind
I have received several calls & emails regarding my letter to the editor that appeared in the Bonner County Daily Bee on Sunday and no, I haven't lost my mind. My meds just seem to be working overtime.
To catch you up (if you don't live in snowy Sandpoint), last week in the midst of blizzard #2 we arrived home to find that one of our neighbors had gone down the street and not only plowed out everyone's driveway where the county plow left a burm taller than your average 8 year old child, but also plowed the ENTIRE driveway for us.
I was so moved by this gesture of kindness that I sent a letter to the editor about how wonderful it is to live in a community where people help others without expecting anything in return, and without even telling you who they are.
Not all all like Boise where we used to live. I remember the month prior to Kaylee's birth Mark tore his achilles tendon in half playing basketball (more on that in another blog) and as luck would have it we actually had snow that winter. A LOT.
Thankfully Mark purchased some Sorel boots for my giant prego-feet so I was able to wear them outside to shovel our driveway in all my 9-month-miserably-pregnant-swollen-feet-wish-I-had-a-trampoline-so-I-can-jump-this-big-damn-baby-out-but-instead-I'll-eat- spicy-thai-food-and drink-margaritas-glory.
I distinctly remember some of my neighbors watching the spectacle of me trying to maneuver 10 1/2 pounds worth of baby in my belly around a shovel to move snow out of the way so I could drive my husband to the hospital for surgery. They literally stood and watched.
They never came over and offered to help, no sirree, I really think they were placing bets on when I would either A) fall on my ass or B) go into labor.
So truly, life in a small town has its advantages. They may be few, but they are wonderful.
To catch you up (if you don't live in snowy Sandpoint), last week in the midst of blizzard #2 we arrived home to find that one of our neighbors had gone down the street and not only plowed out everyone's driveway where the county plow left a burm taller than your average 8 year old child, but also plowed the ENTIRE driveway for us.
I was so moved by this gesture of kindness that I sent a letter to the editor about how wonderful it is to live in a community where people help others without expecting anything in return, and without even telling you who they are.
Not all all like Boise where we used to live. I remember the month prior to Kaylee's birth Mark tore his achilles tendon in half playing basketball (more on that in another blog) and as luck would have it we actually had snow that winter. A LOT.
Thankfully Mark purchased some Sorel boots for my giant prego-feet so I was able to wear them outside to shovel our driveway in all my 9-month-miserably-pregnant-swollen-feet-wish-I-had-a-trampoline-so-I-can-jump-this-big-damn-baby-out-but-instead-I'll-eat- spicy-thai-food-and drink-margaritas-glory.
I distinctly remember some of my neighbors watching the spectacle of me trying to maneuver 10 1/2 pounds worth of baby in my belly around a shovel to move snow out of the way so I could drive my husband to the hospital for surgery. They literally stood and watched.
They never came over and offered to help, no sirree, I really think they were placing bets on when I would either A) fall on my ass or B) go into labor.
So truly, life in a small town has its advantages. They may be few, but they are wonderful.
Thursday, December 18, 2008
I'm moving
For those of you not living in the pacific northwest, or north Idaho for that matter, you really have no clue about what a hell hole winter can be. Not only is it hovering about 15 degrees, but we are in the midst of a two-day winter blizzard complete with outrageous amounts of snow falling, high winds and drifting snow.
And can you guess where I am? At work. This is absolutely ridiculous. Whoever invented 4-wheel drive should be drawn & quartered. Now what excuse do I use for not coming to work? And I just checked the visual weather report (looking outside my window) and it is actually snowing sideways. Fan-frickin-tastic.
This is our 4th winter here in lovely Sandpoint and each winter has gotten progressively worse than the previous one. Farmer's Almanac: bite me. You were wrong. AGAIN.
So it is with a not-so-heavy heart that I am announcing today that I am moving. However, I need some help in determining where to go. Keep in mind that the whole family is leaving, Mark included (though he doesn't know it yet). Please vote in my latest poll as to where you think we should move.
Keep in mind that only 11 states yesterday did NOT have a winter storm warning issued, so it severely limits our options. Again I say to you Al Gore: where in the hell do you think global warming is????
And can you guess where I am? At work. This is absolutely ridiculous. Whoever invented 4-wheel drive should be drawn & quartered. Now what excuse do I use for not coming to work? And I just checked the visual weather report (looking outside my window) and it is actually snowing sideways. Fan-frickin-tastic.
This is our 4th winter here in lovely Sandpoint and each winter has gotten progressively worse than the previous one. Farmer's Almanac: bite me. You were wrong. AGAIN.
So it is with a not-so-heavy heart that I am announcing today that I am moving. However, I need some help in determining where to go. Keep in mind that the whole family is leaving, Mark included (though he doesn't know it yet). Please vote in my latest poll as to where you think we should move.
Keep in mind that only 11 states yesterday did NOT have a winter storm warning issued, so it severely limits our options. Again I say to you Al Gore: where in the hell do you think global warming is????
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