Poor Mootie

Poor Mootie...

Yesterday she went in for a hernia repair, and the vet discovered that whoever did her spay hadn't done a good job. At some point after the spay, the internal stitches opened up! :( So she has been living with that for who knows how long. She also had an extra-long spay incision that made the vet wonder if she had kittens when it was done. Anyway, she's all fixed up and came home with medication and a cone. 

She ripped the cone off twice, then I got out my comfier cone. This morning, I found it here...

I think this was a statement. My friend  Deb suggested trying a onesie on her, so I asked Gordon to pick one or two up.

So of course he brought me ten. Because, you know, MAN-THINK! If one is good, ten are better!

We decided Mootie looks good in this colour!

SHe doesn't seem to mind it so far. Here's hoping it stays that way!

Appropriately, the graphic on the front shows a mouse in a hot air balloon!

Get well soon, Mootie!

Miss Louise is very relaxed

Louise loves...

..oh HELLO!...

...and I do mean LOVES..

...sleeping on the still-warm cooktop!

I used to try to dissuage her from doing this but it was hopeless. She just loves to get up there after supper and fall asleep!

Meanwhile, out in the garden, our new stray, Keaton, (aka Batman aka Catman) has been showing up every day for meals...

...he is interacting nicely with the other cats, as well! I can now get within about five feet of him while he's eating, and tonight he was meowing at me. I need to get him caught and off to the vet. He's a cute kitty.

And Saul is doing well...

It was 33C today and he was still smiling. I've been doing his hoof treatment for thrush and he's being SUCH a good boy! We will try his next hoof trim without sedation.

He's such a lovely boy!

And look who hid a nest in the barn...

SIGH. She hatched out three eggs in the folds of a tarp. I didn't even know she was in there until last night, when I heard peeping as I was doing evening chores.

Proud mama! Little ducky on the upper right seems to have wry neck (head flipping back) so I am trying to figure out what to do about that. It's not too bad and he's eating and drinking. You can see his head flip back in the first video below. They are all super cute, of course.

Here's some video!

Saul's pedicure

Poor Saul! He was overdue for a hoof trim and at his last home, I think they were only done about once a year. They were a bit long when we got him but I was waiting for him to settle in a bit before we got the farrier in. My farrier agreed to trim his hooves but as Saul had required sedation in the past for this, we had the vet in to sedate him for his first hoof trim with us.

Our friend Luc helped hold dozy Saul while my fantastic farrier Steve worked his magic.

Saul was very stoned and a super good boy. Next time I think we'll try it without drugs. The poor fellow has thrush in all four feet, so I have some stuff to apply on that every other day. That will get him used to having his feet handled!

I'm sure he's feeling much better now that his feet are sorted out. Our farrier Steve Doré is wonderful. We were very lucky that he took us on, as he has a full schedule. He has a magical way with the ponies and donkey, and they are all very relaxed around him. A very kind man who clearly loves equines and knows what he's doing. He'll be back in 4 to 6 weeks to work on Saul again and do the ponies' regular trim as well.

We have the best donkey in the world!

Get a room, you two!

So I walked in on this yesterday...

Archie and Daisy in... some kind of sleepy embrace!

While these two are both from Syros, Greece, and both were abandoned at the same dump, they didn't meet until they were both living with me in Canada.

Daisy's idea of kissing involves biting her man-friend's skull.

Archie didn't seem to mind.

Daisy is a solid girl. Her nicknames are now Double-wide and Draught-stop. All said in love!

 Speaking of love...

Archie is starting to look alarmed.

Yep! He's had enough.

Daisy later fell asleep with her head on my arm. 

Happy Wednesday!

"Barn" cats and a birthday!

"Barn" cats, what a joke...

 

Daisy has been showing ABSOLUTELY NO INTEREST in going outside lately!!

She's a big fan of da belly rubz!

"Who, me?" YES, YOU!

There were ten cats inside at suppertime tonight. TEN.

 

Daisy isn't going anywhere.

Archie did spend some time outside today. This was him yesterday. We washed the sheets after the mouse-tail debacle, and folded the duvet up on the bed.

This was very appealing to Naomi and Archie!

Poor Naomi, Archie has taken to sleeping cuddled up to my chest, which is where Naomi always sleeps! (I sleep on my side.) So she has been moving up towards my neck/head area, but I think really she's appalled at this interloper.

Meanwhile, George the duck just celebrated his second birthday! You can read George's story here. George's best human buddy Bethany has been helping me out at the farm this summer! Not only is she a hard working teen and great to have around, George is clearly happy to see her too. It's nice that he and Honey have some quality time with her. Anyway, Bethany let me know when George's birthday was (July 15.) I asked her what she did to celebrate last year, and she said he got a bowl of popcorn and some cherry tomatoes. 

We were out of cherry tomatoes, but the popcorn we could do...

At first, George was terrified of the big colander! (And I wondered if my good colander would ever make it back from the barn!)

But he was brave....

...and was soon chowing down!

Pip came over to have some as well.

Happy birthday, George!

And kitty cat #16 is still hanging around. He's eating the kibble I put out for him every night. I'm hoping he'll get friendly with me so I don't have to live-trap him for a vet visit.

Hope you all had  good weekend. I'm trying to do more blogging. I've been pathetic the last several months and I miss it.

That is not a blade of grass...

Gordon found this between us on the sheets this morning...

No, that's not a blade of grass.

It's a MOUSE TAIL!!!

Aaaaaaiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!

Even I, the un-squeamish one, screamed at this. Then Gordon and I both searched under the sheets to make sure there were no other mouse parts with us (there weren't!)

I supposed I shouldn't be entirely surprised, given that we had four or five cats sleeping on the bed with us last night and several of them go on killing sprees in the basement. But really, I never expected to find body parts not even ON my bed but IN my bed!!!! 

Louise was sleeping between us last night... is she the culprit? It was all very "horse head in the bed" Godfather-esque.

Of course, the cats don't always bring us body parts. Take Honey, for example.

The other day, she brought a kitchen sponge to my mat while I was doing yoga!

I wonder if that's more fun to kill than a mouse? I doubt it.

Archie and Annuk plead innocence.

Do those look like the faces of cats who would leave a tail in your  bed?

Oh wait...

Here's Archie with a shrew he took out!

Daisy and Missy were VERY interested in his "toy"!

Then Mootie and Emerson came to check things out.

Archie didn't seem to mind sharing!

Excuse me, I have to go burn my sheets now... ;)