Thread:HJC123/@comment-35243530-20180413063319/@comment-35243530-20180416002817

OMG!! It really is a small world! I moved to London because my parents had been transferred there after I left home and I’d just been downsized out of my job in Toronto. We (my son & I) lived there for a little over 7 years before hubby and I bought the place out here. He was born a country boy and I was originally from Hanover, which was pretty small town when I was there, so this was perfect for us! We’re on an acre and a half, which isn’t that much property really, but it’s good enough for us! It came with 2 barns, which was ideal 😽 hubby used to run a sound & lighting company, so we needed storage for his equipment. More than that however, we discovered that people just drive out to the country and abandon their kitties (and rabbits, I’m told but have yet to see one, thank God!). So we now have a few colonies of cats we’re caring for. We’re both really dog people, but we also can’t stand to see an animal starving! We take advantage of a free spay/neuter project (Shh! 🤫 It’s really only for Londoners), but we’re still currently at about 25 cats, including 6 that finaigled their way into the house. Our most recent acquisition was a kitten we found at New Years under our back deck. It was just a matter of time before she either froze or starved, so we trapped her & brought her into the house. Although the big barn has its own furnace, we figured she was so tiny she’d not have much of a chance out there. It turns out she was 8 months when we got her; she’s now a year and the smallest adult cat I’ve ever seen - and we’ve had some wee ones! I just can’t imagin what kind of person would do that!! It took 2 months for me to gain any trust from her and she still cringes when I approach her, as if expecting a blow. It breaks my heart!!

We’re in the middle of a power outage here and it’s not expected to be back on until 11 PM (earliest, I’m thinking as the original estimate was 2 PM). I want to collect some gifts before I lose them, and get some out too, so I’ll write more later. It will bring the world in a little smaller yet. 🙀😉😹 By the way, my Dad was from Manitoba, and my sister lived in Saskatchewan before moving to Alberta. Dad passed in October, so while I still miss him terribly, it’s getting easier. Mum has really bad dementia, which seems to be a bit of a blessing in this instance. She’s moved on with much less pain than the rest of us. But, I digress!

Later!

Kat