feral

A mama cat and her kitten have been spotted on the camp grounds. She’s supposedly been up by the boys cabins and has eaten the food left there at least once. I couldn’t believe there was a kitten also. So later in the evening I took a walk to see if I could see or find them. Elianna says I just want the kitten but that isn’t true. I want to adopt them and have them know where they can come and get food. I’m not actively trying for more but would take them if they came.

Casper went to the vet today. He’d had an appointment Monday but I ended up cancelling because I thought his eye was getting better. By the end of the week it was weeping again and red around the rim so I just took him in. Since he’s been there, I told the woman at the desk, his name has mostly changed to Dipstick. I call him Dippers most of the time except when I am asking someone about him, “Have anyone seen Dipstick?” The veterinarian kept calling me mom.

It’s a cultural thing I think. My sister and her girls and her former foreign exchange student from France who is here for a month are visiting for the weekend. You can tell she speaks a lot better English now. I had all kinds of questions about how things are in France. The camp kids somehow still have energy and we were all up for a while at the lookout tower hill watching one of the brothers shoot off fireworks from the dam. The bugs were really bad down there.

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