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Seedlings and projects and ethics, oh my!

Now that Christmas decorations have been stowed and the surprisingly calm (for me) Mardi Gras season has begun, things have calmed down, and we’ve been able to focus on more mundane, non-family-related projects.

As usual, Palmer did an excellent job decorating the mantle.

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I’ve been up to my usual crafty shenanigans, at least for this time of year, crocheting things.

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This is the beginning of a temperature afghan. Each line of single crochet represents a day. The color is chosen depending on ten-degree variations in temperature. You can see that January has been a little crazy. For instance, the temperature yesterday hit 76. In the middle of January! The wind was also raucous, though of course it refused to perform properly when I took out my camera.

In other project news, I’m attempting to grow herbs from seeds. I planted¬†seven pots – five with basil, two with dill.

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I put them in my kitchen where I’d see them often, and Palmer was kind enough to mount a grow light on the wall behind them. And surprise, surprise, I have a sprout!

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One of my basil seeds has sprouted! ūüĆŅ

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Three, actually. I’ve forgotten how to use manual focus on my good camera (and am obviously too lazy to figure it out today), so you only get to see an Instagram photo from yesterday. Isn’t it glorious!

Palmer has also been up to his own projects, making diorama model scenes. A few amazing trees and ginormous spiders were involved.

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There’s also Louise, who you see in the featured photo. She’s her own project. I promise she’s not¬†always¬†angry, though she is always angry if I’m trying to get anywhere near her.

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Hopefully she’ll come around eventually.

omnivoreIn other news, I finished¬†The Omnivore’s Dilemma, of which I was downright terrified. It had been on my TBR pile for well over a year, but I was under the impression that it would instantly turn me into a vegetarian, and I wasn’t sure that was the best idea. Turns out that’s not what it’s about at all, really. Yes, it details some of the terrible things that happen to industrialized farm animals, but it also explains that there are relatively humane options, say, from small local farms like Mahaffey. You can actually visit them – I have. The animals are in pastures and eating what they’re supposed to eat: there are no cows piled into disgusting feedlots being forced to eat corn and beef fat. Mahaffey’s cows eat grass. That’s what¬†The Omnivore’s Dilemma¬†is about: knowing where your food comes from so you can make informed, ethical decisions about where you’re willing to spend your money and what you’re willing to eat. The best option for those criteria seems to be places exactly like Mahaffey, as “industrial organic” has its own problems. Anyway,¬†The Omnivore’s Dilemma is a book you should probably read, whatever side of the vegetarian/non-veg or organic/conventional arguments you fall on. It’s good to know what happens to your food before it reaches your plate.

And with that, I’m out. School has just started, and I’m taking three classes again, so we’ll see how much time I have to write blog posts. I’m already waffling on my 50-book reading commitment because I’ve made my massive school to-do lists, and there’s already too much reading on that end. Hopefully I’ll handle this semester a wee bit better than I did the last. Wish me luck!

Soooo what does one do with a feral kitten?

 

Now that I’m writing on ye olde blog again, I figure I should introduce our newest family member, Louise. If you’re my friend on Facebook or follow me on Instagram, you’re already intimately acquainted with her, but just in case you’re not:

What had happened was:

I was at work one day about a month ago, eating lunch outside, and minding my own business. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw something pop up at the top of a trashcan nearby, then disappear back down into it. My first reaction, of course, was to investigate, and so I peered down into the trashcan and saw a tiny (okay, fairly large), terrified kitten. A coworker was eating outside, too, and I asked her to get our resident feral cat expert to help me in the retrieval process. I snapped the featured photo while I was waiting.

With the help of said feral kitten expert and another coworker, I somehow (very quickly) pulled her out of the trashcan and deposited her in a cardboard paper box. Somehow, in the middle of all this, I decided that I should take her to the vet and then adopt her immediately. Because that’s how my brain works when I’m freaking out, despite my best intentions.

But what else do you do when you find a kitten in a trashcan? Of course you retrieve her, get her medical care, and then adopt her!

After calling a couple local vets – first my other cats’ vet, then another one close by, both of whom said they couldn’t fit her in that day – I called Penny’s vet, who wouldn’t be there for a few hours, though the lovely receptionist said I could drop her off, cardboard box and all, immediately. Oh, how I love those people.

Anyway, luckily, I picked her up a few hours later with a clean bill of health, except for a healing wound: the vet said she had a huge fly larva embedded in her neck that he’d had to remove. Poor kitten! After all that trauma, I got her home:

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After letting her rest for a few days, we tried to play with her and to get her to eat soft food and tuna from a spoon, but she wouldn’t. (She did, though, eat out of her bowl, drink enough, and use the litterbox after we got some special walnut-based kitten training litter by Blue and a fancy covered litterbox. Thank God.) So we decided to try what I called force-lovin’:

We hoped that some good ol’ fashioned pets would win her over, but it didn’t work, so lately, we’ve been doing our best to ignore her. I gotten her to play with me a few times and she’ll hang out close to me, which is progress, but she absolutely refuses to be petted. I’m convinced we’ll get there eventually. We’re certainly trying!

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