A stray cat showed up at our house a number of weeks ago. She is extraordinarily friendly. She is also kind of a klutz. We tried bringing her in the house, but she has no manners to speak of and, as soon as the door opened, she headed out. This was for the best as the other cats were very much not happy to see a newcomer. I had a feeling she was pregnant, but she was very young, which worried me. I found out about a voucher program the local shelter has, but she never “came back,” so to speak. She would lounge on the steps, but that was about it.
She clearly was pregnant because now she (a smoky grey kitty) has a pure white kitten with her at all times. It looks to be about 8-10 weeks old. I saw it for the first time this morning and hope to get a picture soon. It is quite sleek and looking well-fed, so I assume the population of gophers on the property is diminishing.
Now. Do I catch her (we call her Aggie) and take her off to be fixed, leaving her kitten with no one for several days? Or do I just let nature take its course (which it’s going to do anyway)? Frankly, I am surprised Aggie has lasted this long as there are wild critters in the neighborhood. I saw a fox — an actual RED fox (rather than the usual grey) — ON the property not too long ago and there are always coyotes. I know this sounds callous, but I cannot save every cat that gets dumped. Much as I would like to be the Crazy Cat Lady; I live with others.
The weather has been very odd this year. We had an unusually long, cool Spring. Actually, the fact that we even HAD a Spring was odd. We usually have Cold and Wet for half the year and Hot and Dry the other half with about one week of transition in between. Then, with no warning to speak of, the weather hit 100 degrees. 65 to 100 in a couple of days. Wipes you out, but it’s good for tissue sales. I was driving home t’other day and looking at the thunderheads over the Sierra Nevada.
This one was as I was heading north out of Fresno.
These were a bit closer to home. Rain should gladden the heart. It does not. First, from thunderheads comes lightning and from lightning comes fire. This is why we may not have a Spring or an Autumn in California, but we have a Fire Season. Those clouds are bad news.
Second, the precipitation which used to fall as snow is now falling as rain due to climate change. It is hard to capture rainwater as the earth itself soaks it up long before it can reach a river (although one of the counties south of us had a flash flood warning all day yesterday because of massive rainfall in the Sierra — but again, a flash flood doesn’t last — hence the name). The Central Valley needs that water to reach the rivers and the lakes because we only have rain from November through February and, even then, not enough.
As evidence, I present the San Luis Reservoir.
I apologize for the wonkiness of the photo. We were zipping along Route 152 through Pacheco Pass. This does not bode well for the Valley. (The water level. Not the wonkiness.)
We were headed toward San Francisco which is normally a two-to-three hour trip. We go up through the peninsula because we are too cheap to pay the toll on the bay Bridge. Apparently, there was a “suspicious package” on the bridge and they closed it down, so everyone took one of the other bridges that crisscross the San Francisco Bay, over to 101 (which is where we were. For a long time.)
When we got to San Francisco (for this exhibit) it looked like this.
Those buildings are taller. They are wreathed in fog. Temperature difference? About 40 degrees cooler than at home.
We were delayed on the way home, too. By some sort of protest. Of what? Who knows?
It’s San Francisco.