First stall in is very close to complete
Outside doors are made and getting "hung"....
"told you" that Sammy was a big cat... but we found out that "holding" isn't his style!!!!
First stall in is very close to complete
A few weeks ago, I met with a new client and her two dogs. As I entered her home, I was greeted by the most wonderful little group of kitties. They were about four weeks old, and just as charming as they could be. When I commented on them, she asked "do you want one"... and I said no, that I had two kitties, but one day, I would like to find a kitty that could live in my barn. Well..... it so happened, that the Mom of these kittens was (is) a feral cat, and my client was their foster Mom... ,once the babies were weaned, they would go to the shelter for adoption and Mom... well, her future was uncertain, as she was not only "wild", but very shy. I told my client I would be happy to offer her a home in the new barn and she said she would look into it and see what the shelter would do.
And so this morning, I met up with Sharon (foster mom) and the staff from the shelter to get Annabelle and go over her adoption and settling her into the barn. Katie was the shelter work who handled the paperwork (yes Cindy... this is "your" Katie!!!!) As we were talking about Annabelle, Katie said.... "you wouldn't be interested in another barn cat?" and I said I might, and wanted to know what the story was on this one....
I was up for giving him a "go"... but I was a little worried that he might be "too much" for Annabelle...Katie talked it over with some of the other staff, and Sharon felt that Annabelle could probably hold her own... soooooo....
home I came with two!!!! The big guy we are calling "Sam". I got them to the barn and settled them into the tack room. I have been advised to keep them in for a while, to help them get settled and know where the "chow" will be. Sam popped right out of his crate, but Annabelle wouldn't budge (maybe she will later tonite when it quiets down). Sam went over to Annabelle's crate and stuck his big head inside, but didn't seem all that interested in her, and as we left them tonite, both were in their own crates. I hope they will be happy with us... they certainly will get lots of excellent care and love, plus all the freedom they both crave. I hope they will stay with us, but with Annabelle, especially, that will be her decision to make... Sam I think, will stick around, he is more of a people cat.
The barn's first residence!!! things are on a roll....
OH.. the phone is working again in York... a tech finally showed up at 6:00pm on Thursday evening... I was nice to him, but told him I was extremely unhappy with the company's service. Because of that he "replaced my phone box for free" (big deal!!!).. but at least we are back in the "real world" again.
Aren't these "black eyed Susans" amazing. They are just growing wild all over the farm, I couldn't get them to grow like this if I had planned it, but here they are ..... there is so much beauty in the world, we just need to see it!!!!
So, tonite was a special evening. We got together with two of our camp neighbors, the Stansfields and the Scalices.... sadly the Stansfields head for home tomorrow... they had a poor week as far as the weather was concerned, but they assured me that they enjoyed their time at the camp and the family being together. Just so we could spend a little extra time with them, I said "let's have dinner all together" and we did. I was happy to see our other neighbors had arrived a little early than usual and said, "come on over, we're having a cookout."
The Stansfields have been on the lake for generations. I never knew the "grandparents".. but I did know Roger and Audrey.(the parents) Roger passed four years ago, and now their sons, Hal and Sam and their families come to the lake at least one week a summer (or try to anyways). I have gotten to know Hal and his family quite well, and I enjoy their company. This year when they came out, Audrey felt up to the trip and came with them... it was certainly wonderful to see her again. But it is also sad to see her and not Roger... he was a neat man.
And it feels a little odd to me that "we" are now the generation on the lake, as many of the "parents' have passed on.We were once the kids, but now our children are the kids..... When did I become the adult ????
So, we called our good friend and lobsterman, Gardner, and asked him to save some for us when he went out this morning...
He was "back in" around 2:30 with the mornings catch and pulled out some "beauties" for tonite's dinner.... you can't get much "fresher" than that...
Now, Nate wanted to wear his "dress blues" for this special occasion.. but "because he looks so good" they did ask Mary if she would mind if he wore them... she said no problem, in fact, her Dad is a military man, and he was wearing his dress uniform as well. So there will be some "handsome" men at this wedding..... course, we couldn't let the opportunity of a photo shoot get by us... so we took several good pics of them here at the lake!!!!! Nate has put in a lot of long hard hours to be able to wear this uniform, I hope he is as proud of his accomplishments as we are!!!!!
Before the "kids" got dressed up, we ran down to show them the barn. The last time they saw it, was back in March... when the came home and surprised Ed in the hospital... we still had snow then. Dear Ken was there, getting some painting done as the forecast for Monday is rain... and he wanted to get a jump on it. I couldn't help but get this shot..... look at these three... just standing there watching Ken paint.... you'd think they would have picked up some brushes and helped out!!! (and in case you are confused... this is the back side of the barn... the front is all done!!!!)
So, Dave and Deb have headed home to take care of hungry animals.... Kas and Nate are headed off to the wedding... and Ed is sound asleep in his favorite camp chair...
I am blogging...........................
They had never seen a cat before, so the moment that they arrived, Dancer was a main source of entertainment for them. I don't know how I "lucked" out with her, she is the greatest little cat and from day one, has never let dogs bother her. When we have guest dogs in the house, she introduces herself right from the get go.... and more than not, once the dogs have had a chance to check her out, they don't even think of it again. This is a great experience for dogs that haven't been around cats.... dog training, that I don't have to "do"!!!!
They were "great guests" to boot, such nice puppies and it gave me a chance to get some one on one training in with them...... I am thinking that I will do more "in house" training when we get settled in Acton.... a number of my clients love it when they can board/train all in one... the house right now is a little small to provide that kind of service, but the new house will be better planned out for just this sort of thing!!!!
Living "off a well" is going to be a new experience for me. We have a well at camp, but that's a weekend thing (for the moment)... up until now, I have always had town water!!! Course this is the expensive part, getting the well dug... but once it's in.. there won't be any more "quarterly water bills" to worry about (or sewer bills either for that matter), so that's going to be kind of nice.
Progress on the barn is rolling right along.... when I look at this "old" picture and compare it to last week's picture.. it reminds me just how far "we" have come on it. Pretty much we are in the detail stages, which is great fun for me, because it's something that I can really be a part of. The tack room walls are all done, the outside (alleyway) walls of the stalls are done.... pretty much the last of the big stuff is making the doors for the outside of the stalls, getting the stall fronts up, and finishing up the back of the barn. Then we need to move to the out outside... ie: fencing and getting the field ready for "visitors"... or rather "residents"......
Kassy and Nate are home for 10 days.... they are mainly here to attend a wedding of a dear friend, but are certainly enjoying the activities of the families. They have been doing all the "tourist" things, which is pretty fun... because as a rule, when you live in a tourist area, you tend to avoid those types of things.... not enjoy them. And of course the next time they head to Maine... it will be for good... and Ed and I will find ourselves "homeless"..... since they are moving into this house and we will be moving north. It's exciting and scary all rolled into one.
I have a confession that I just have to make, and my "horse" friends will know just what I am talking about.... I got "into big trouble" today with my farrier..... he came to trim Silver and Mocha's feet (Tonka is at Laura's)... well, when I pulled Miss Mocha out of her stall.... he was NOT too happy with me.... seems that Mocha is WAY overweight.. and boy, did I get a "talking to" on that!!!! Course, being a mini, it is super important that we carefully watch her weight.... these little ones can founder pretty easy.... and I certainly don't want to deal with anything like that!!!! So, Miss Mocha is on a very strict diet.. and "everyone" at the barn has strict instructions as to "how it's going to be" from now on....... since my farrier comes back in a mere 7 weeks, we have our work cut out for us!!!! "poor little girl".... but I would rather have a "grumpy" horse than a lame one!!!! we'll keep you posted on her progress........
So, we go about our business, but always keeping in the back of our minds that "Father" could be calling us any day or time, saying that he was able to get some hay down, and we need to come and get it!!!!!
Yesterday, Father called.... sadly, I had to go to "work" and couldn't help out, but ever faithful Ken was there, and Ed was also able to grab brother Bill.... they brought in another 120 bales. Then this afternoon, Father was able to get another section down and baled, so I postponed my dog student and ran up to help bring in this batch. One more to go and we will have next winter's hay all tucked safely in the barn.
I feel so fortunate, because even as Father has been baling and Ed and Ken loading, people have been stopping by the field to see if they can buy some hay. We pretty much bought the "first field"... so Father just politely tells them.. "sorry, it's spoken for". Now, more than likely there will be a second cutting (which is usually better quality), but I am pretty happy with this hay and just feel happy that I know I have it, and don't have to "worry"..... and just before we went to get hay... look how far Ed and Ken got on the barn today.... it's no wonder that my dear hubby falls into bed at night and sleeps until the dawn!!!!
Moxie, by the way, is absolutely loving this life of "being a farm dog".... good thing she didn't know about this life style during her show days... she might have decided showing was a waste of time, when you could be doing things like this..... She sat and watched us bring hay into the loft, jumped in the gator when I parked it inside tonite, and generally loves checking out the farm and all it's goings on.......