Sunday, October 22, 2017

Elk Reserve, Take II

When we got home from the Griz game, Hubby wanted to load the trailer up and take off for the Missouri Breaks. So I spent Sunday gathering meals. I made barley soup with garlic bread, chicken enchiladas, and packed things for Rueben and pulled pork sandwiches. Breakfasts were bacon, eggs and hash browns. I cooked up the bacon at home... place in cold oven then turn it on to 400 degrees, when its done preheating you have cooked bacon, easy!

We took both cats with us this adventure. It was Polly’s first trip and she did well in her carrier until about five minutes before our destination. Rats!  Once in the trailer she was fine. When I was in the trailer she was sitting next to me purring. At night she cuddled up next to me in bed to stay warm. I loved it. Denali didn’t growl but spend most of her time in her little hidie-hole Hubby fixed for her under the couch. Life was good.
The wind blew Monday and Tuesday. It appears the elk would rather stay in the willows than be out in the wind. There wasn't near as much activity as our last visit. By Wednesday the hunters were beginning to arrive and the feel of the reserve changed dramatically. The elk were even more spooked by all the activity. Even so it was good to be out in the wild in our little home away from home.

Sunrises are getting later but beautiful!
Traveling Socks:
Pattern: Vanilla Socks with Fish Lips Kiss Heel
Yarn: Carlton Sock Yarn
Color way: 15 or 2
Needle Size: US Size 1

Sunday, October 15, 2017

Let the games begin!

The Chick and I wanted to see the ND Kiddos play in their sports this fall so we left the cats,  (GOOD LUCK Hubby) and drove East. 

SadieLouWho did a wonderful job serving during her volleyball  game. The Tiger did a great job during his frigid football game. It’s so fun seeing the kiddos grow.
We also visited a fun store in Jamestown, Junk in the Trunk. I bought some hand embroidered, hand crocheted doilies. I have a creative idea on how to use them and if it works you can bet I’ll post the project here!  PurlGurl had a chest she was interested in but wanted to make sure it fit at home before purchasing. When we returned less than and hour later, the chest had been sold, Karmic shopping at its best!

The time went all to quickly and after an eight hour drove home, there was just enough time to run some wash before setting out for the Griz Game.

Saturday, October 7, 2017

The mysterious disappearance of Zoey

The Chick is coming home from her conference a few days early because of yet another hurricane hitting the Gulf Coast. She was able to get her ticket changed and will be home later tonight.

Polly and Zoey have been having a great time. They chase each other and roll around on the floor wrestling, each trying to better the other in attack strategies. Denali and Zoey not so much. Denali’s favorite noise is a low growl that cannot be mistaken, “Get the Hell out of my house!” She has started chasing poor Zoey into any corner handy and repeating this mantra over and over.  I’ve found that if I can get them outside on the deck, the chant subsides just a bit and everyone calms down.

At 7:15 this morning we were going through this little ritual, so I opened the door and let the duo out. Not ten minutes later I heard a commotion on the deck, enough to make me jump up for further inspection. There was Denali yet again cornering the orange cat but this time fur was flying everywhere, and the yowling at a new level of fierceness. I know enough to NEVER get between two fighting cats even if one is your own, so I just started talking to Denali but fur continued to fly. At some point my voice sunk into some level of  consciousness, she heard me and looked my way giving the other cat just enough time to get out of the corner and jump into the railing. The orange fur was standing on end and I thought, “Man Zoey’s under coat is almost brown it’s so dark!” but it wasn’t until the cat turned its head my direction, I realized it didn’t have the lighting bolt Zoey wears on her nose. It wasn’t Zoey but a cat I’ve seen around several times before. The poor cat was so desperate to get away, it jumped from the tallest point of the deck, over a story off the ground, and beat it down the hill.

I looked around the deck, no Zoey, I quickly looked through the house calling her, no Zoey. I went through the house two more time, no Zoey. Then began the search around the property, no Zoey. I got into the car and asked the owner below our property if I could search their land, no Zoey. Frantic, I called Hubby and he volunteered to come home early from his gold panning adventure to help in the search. I quickly agreed but it would take three hours for him to get home. So I called My Friend Jo for help. She searched the house yet again before aiding in the search outside. We looked everywhere - hundreds of trees to look, acres and acres of land to search. No Zoey.

My Friend Jo tried to console me but I was inconsolable. I’d failed as a cat gramma and would have to face The Chick this evening to tell her the sad, sad story. I had no faith in Zoey. She was a house cat, didn’t know the ways of cars, was only being “cat sat” at my house and her real home was hundreds of miles away, and hadn’t felt that welcomed to start with!

I wanted to check the properties in front of our house before giving up totally and My Friend Jo suggested I shut the basement door on the main floor and open the sunlight basement door for Zoey to go into should she still be around. She waited in the driveway, getting ready to post an SOS on Facebook, while I ran into the house to follow My Friend Jo’s suggestion. There ON the kitchen counter WAS Zoey!!
A scary hour and a half of hunting……

PS. As I was telling The Chick this story she told me, “She started out a barn cat, she’ll be fine.”

PSS. The Chick said I should have called her in New Orleans to tell her and she would have told me what a good hider Zoey is and to look inside the house more carefully.

Wednesday, October 4, 2017

A two tale of two birds

The California Family have recently moved into their new abode. Chloe A Little Bit has her very own cottage out back and loves it. She is experiencing some new adventures though, one evening she came into the main house and asked her mom to google a picture of a opossum and said sure enough that was what she’d seen at her doorway. Another day she came in and asked for help getting a hummingbird out of her cottage, it had flown in through a open window. CaliforniaDreamin’ Dad went out but after several attempts without success, and realizing there was no magic answer to this dilemma, Chloe said she would take over. She carefully went over and just picked up the tiny bird in the palm of her hand, carried it outside, and before flying away, it perched on her finger. Chloe’s mom, who had been watching the whole scene play out, said it was reminiscent of a scene in Snow White.

The second bird story takes place in Montana with Denali as the villain. I believe this is only the second time Denali has caught a bird.

I was sitting and knitting when I noticed Denali come in from the deck laying a little bundle at my feet. She was very proud of her catch and wanted to share. Upon close inspection I realized it was a chickadee and the little bird immediately flipped over and began flying around the house. While in the dining room it flew into a window and landed on the floor once again.

Hubby was gold panning and I was left alone to handle the situation myself. I put my big girl panties on, channeled Chloe A Little Bit, and scooped up the dear little chickadee. Its spindly legs were tucked up to its chest and it was as still as could be. I wasn’t sure the bird was still alive but upon closer inspection I noticed one eye blinking up at me. Good, I hoped it was just a little stunned. Quickly I opened the door and placed the little bird on the  arm of a chair out front.  When I checked back later it had disappeared. Everyone is grateful except Denali who promptly went outside on the deck and began catching bugs!

Thank you Chloe for giving me the courage to pick up the little bird.

Sunday, October 1, 2017

Traveling with a cat

The Chick is on a business trip to New Orleans and we are taking care of her cat Zoey. Zoey and Polly get along very well but Zoey and Denali not so much.  Sadly, with the addition of Polly, Denali has become a very unhappy cat and is really mad at the world.

We took Denali on our outing to the Breaks and had a delightful time. She doesn’t like to go from the house to the truck but once in the car she’s a pretty good little traveler. She settled into the trailer nicely and it was almost like have our old Denali again.
What won't a Crazy Cat Woman do for her cat?

Saturday, September 30, 2017

Another bucket list item fulfilled

It’s been dream for many years that once I retired I’d go with Hubby to the Missouri Breaks to enjoy the fall. He hunted there for many years and always came with stories of the elk reserve and the bugling elk down the road.


This is the second year I’ve been able to enjoy the fall colors and elk along the Missouri River. The weather was perfect so we sat outside for hours looking at the bright golden color of the leaves while listening to the bull elk bugling and thrashing in the willows.
About two each afternoon the elk began to wander out into the meadow and the show would begin. Bulls bugling and locking horns each trying to steal the others cows and increase their harem.
We were there two nights and as we left I said to Hubby I could spend a week enjoying life along the river.

Missouri Breaks Socks:
Pattern: Blueberry Waffle by Sandy Turner, Fish Lips Kiss Heel
Yarn: Carlton Sock Weight
Colorway: Americana
Needle Size: US Size 1

Friday, September 29, 2017

Purple Rain Socks

Another pair of Vanilla Berkley socks made from leftover yarn. Using up the bits and bobs of yarn is so satisfying. I started these socks during the cold, dark, rainy week we had this month. Love how they turned out and I'm going to keep them for myself!
Pattern: Fish Lips Kiss Heel Vanilla Socks
Yarn: Carlton Yarns Sock Weight, Patons North America Kroy Socks Stripes, Knit Picks Stroll
Colorway: Lavender Dusk, Dream in Purple,Eclipse stripes, Blue and Purple
Needle Size: US Size 1

Wednesday, September 27, 2017

Polly update

Polly is growing up but still loves to know exactly where I am at all times. If the door shuts and I'm not in her eyesight she immediately begins a frantic meow. As soon as I let her know my where abouts she comes running for a quick cuddle. Love this kitty!