A tale of Two Kitties

I've forgotten to mention, we've had two more feral foster kitties living with us for the last couple of weeks. They are a little older than the last two, (perhaps 12 weeks). These are the cats to date... Meadow & Willow, (which we called: One & Two) are living happily with their new family. Zucchero was fairly mellow and adapted to humans readily. He has been adopted by a family with children and is doing very well. His brother, Pengu... who we call Boo, is the most feral kitten we've cared for, so far. He's extremely shy and insecure... he spent the first week here under any furniture he could find and was absolutely terrified of humans. He is making some progress now and doesn't bolt into hiding when he sees us. In fact, since his brother was adopted, he's turned into the most affectionate cat I've ever seen. I never would have dreamed that a cat which I would have written off as untamable, could make such progress. Although he may never be great with kids or other animals, he is wonderful one on one. The picture, by the way, is courtesy of Fireweed and Mike, who undertake the trapping and "fixing" of the Island's feral cat population. If you may be interested in adopting a kitten, you can contact them by following THIS LINK.

Straw Bale House Update: Now that I've moved two truckloads of pitrun into the frame of the house, (one shovel full at a time).. it's time to rough-in the the greywater and sewer drainage. These systems are traditionally joined, however we'll run separate drainage for each, with the option of joining them outside the house. All the well pump components have been ordered and will be picked up next week. I'll need water on site now, as there are concrete pads to be poured. A new cement mixer was purchased to accomplish this task. I'll be installing the pump components myself... the theory being: if anything ever goes wrong, I should know how to fix it... and we'll all know who's at fault.

Thursday's Fire practise was a make-up slow-pitch softball game... (from the rain-out Labour-Day weekend). Spending so many years on a baseball field helped marginally, however; throwing a softball will take some getting used to. The ball is much bigger and the throws and base-paths are much shorter. Yes, we were mildly spanked, but showed some promise should we ever take it seriously.