The City Girl Farmer


Fighting the City Girl
November 16, 2010, 5:52 pm
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Every once in a while our rather idyllic life is spoiled by something sad, like an animal dying.  It is one of those hard realities of farm life.  I”m trying to fight the city girl that I was for over 40 years and learn to take these things in stride.  Old habits die hard, though.  Today I was going out to give the calf his bottle and milk the cow when I was loudly greeted by our latest batch of barn kittens.  They are almost 8 weeks old now and quite adorable.  They came running to me, meowing. Only this morning there was a ‘meow’ that was louder than normal.  I almost ignored it but it was really loud and insistent.  I quickly counted the ones that had greeted me and noticed one was missing.  So I followed the noise and found her—alive, but crushed under a cinder block that landed just above her pelvis across her back.  Now if this cat had disappeared to be coyote or hawk food, I wouldn’t have batted an eye but when I lifted the cinder block and watched her crawl away dragging her hind end, I was really upset.  I picked her up and brought her inside to be cuddled and comforted by the kids while I tried to figure out what to do.  I even called the vet to see if we should just put her down or if there was a chance she could recover.  I had already decided that this cat was not going to the vet.  Barn cats adopt us—we can’t adopt an infinite number of veterinary bills.  After talking to a vet tech who was not very reassuring, we decided to keep her inside for the rest of the day and then make a decision.  When all else fails, procrastinate!  I am happy to report that she is much improved.  So much, in fact, that I put her outside with her siblings again.  She has one rear leg that still isn’t quite right, but I’m optimistic she’ll recover.  The whole ordeal has left me kind of depressed, though.

All is right with the world again

 

Note:  I have learned that cats do not fear large animals with hooves that could crush them into oblivion.  This particular kitten has been stepped on twice by a cow that I have observed.  Each time I wince fearing what I might see when the cow finally decides to move.  Each time I’ve seen a scared but alive kitten run off to a corner, just to be back at the next milking waiting to be crushed again.  I suspect that one of the cows kicked the cinder block accidentally and kitty was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

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Meet Moses
September 27, 2008, 10:30 am
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Moses

Moses

A few years ago, I had a weak moment and let my daughter adopt a cat from a local rescue.  She promised that she would take care of feeding, clean-up and vet bills.  How could I refuse?  A cute kid AND a cute kitten—I had no chance.  Since then, my son has often pointed out what an unfair parent I am since I would not agree to having him do the same thing.  It wasn’t because I loved him less, it was that our house was getting full.  We had a dog, two cats and two rabbits with 1400 sq. ft. of living space.  Now that our house is twice as big PLUS 40 acres outside, I could no longer refuse.

Moses arrived when he was 10 weeks old and he soon had me wrapped around his paw.  He is very outgoing and friendly.  He’ll chirp at you and when you pet him he purrs that loud kitten purr and he acts as if everyone loves him, even the “big” cats.

Evidence that Moses thinks everyone loves him

Evidence that Moses thinks everyone loves him

He will tackle them just to get attention.  Usually Sam (the Siamese) will begin to groom him and then you hear the kitten motor turn on.  That’s all it takes for me!  The sweet little baby can have whatever he wants!

Moses and Sam

Moses and Sam