I’ve been trying to get the yard ready for Spring. This winter we had a lot of loss of limbs on the trees here. Some of my trees despite all the recent rain are still so dry that I can bend them gently down to earth and they’ll just snap off. Our rain level is lower than it’s ever been and our snow pack hasn’t really happened yet. We aren’t as bad as California and their drought issues. But we are darn close.

This evening after I came in from working outdoors. I sat down in my chair and promptly fell asleep. There was a soft thump on my chest. I knew it was a kitty so I reached out to pet Magoo and the fur felt different. To my surprise, it wasn’t Magoo it was Ashley. This is the first time in the year that I’ve had her that she has actually jumped on my lap. Unlike her brother, who turns into a whirling dervish when he’s on my lap, Ashley just settled down and we both fell asleep. It was nothing short of amazing.

Yesterday morning, my doorbell rings, it’s a private delivery service with all these bags. I signed for the delivery and asked who sent it. The gentleman winked at me and said: I’m supposed to tell you the Easter Bunny!”

I received cat food (two bags of dry cat food) which I desperately needed. I was so happy, but in the other bags there were items that puzzled me. Soap, shampoo, paper plates… I quickly opened the door and ran out to my driveway. Thankfully, the driver was still here. I asked him if those items that he gave me were mine?  Yes he said it was all on the order. He said that he was told to give it to the lady who rescues cats. Then he drove away.

Around noon my doorbell rings again. There’s a second delivery, this time it’s food. Not cat food though, a full. Easter dinner (as if I was entertaining six people) Including dessert. So I am now staring at a half of sliced ham, along with 2 buckets: one containing homemade mashed potatoes, the other homemade gravy, smaller buckets of raw broccoli and sliced cooked apples. when I inquired who sent it, again I was told “the Easter Bunny.”

Today, I just finished making multiple batches of broccoli, cheese, and ham pasta casserole. I also made several different kinds of pasta salads and put them in the canning jars and into the freezer. I had a full ham dinner last night which I shared with my wonderful animals. They were surprised to see the ham on their plate as I was.

Even being a writer, I don’t think that I could adequately  express what that meant to me to receive such kindness especially right now.. I quite simply was blown away.

A few days ago Poe returned to his friends. He is limping slightly on his back left leg. I see no evidence of an abscess or a wound. He is very skinny. His appetite is ravenous and overall, whatever he went through he looks like he’s survived.

I am relieved to see him because we are in the middle of a winter storm warning supposed to deliver snow tomorrow and Wednesday. It’s just nice to see him back. I still don’t know where he vanished to? I had a friend go and check out around the underside of the house to see if she could see any tunnels or holes and she was not able to. So I guess it will remain a mystery.

I am currently truckless. My truck is very ill. It’s going to take a lot of mullah to get it fixed. I was told that I could only drive it to get groceries. Something about a VCT solenoid that controls the oil pressure, the driveshaft and the transmission is going out. No biggie, just a lot of money and it’s going to take quite some time for me to come up with the funds needed to get it fixed. But I will do it because it has to be done  I never thought growing up that I would be growing old living paycheck to paycheck but there you go.

We are down to one 16 pound bag of dry cat food and I will get paid next week. The canned food is no longer being offered even though we are in cold weather still, there are plenty of flies coming out of the cold  Thank God the yellow jacket invasion hasn’t arrived yet but it’s coming soon.

Ashley is trusting me only in small spurts. Mostly now she’ll visit at night when I’m in bed. I guess she thinks because I’m laying down I’m safe. But she will come up and spend about 20 minutes with me, she tries to smother my face which doesn’t make me very happy but I tolerate it because that’s how she is. It’s either how she shows her affection or she is a silent assassin wanting to cut off my airway. Silly kitty!

I was actually able to flea treat her two days ago without capturing her or taking her into the bathroom so she couldn’t escape. That is a definite plus in our journey together. She did not poop on me, or on the floor but she did jump in to the cat box immediately following the application of the flea stuff to do her business  Another milestone reached with her

We have another visitor here. This is a mackerel tabby that looks remarkably like Twigglesworth. This kitty is also hanging out at the creek. I have provided a protected shelter where the kitty can go to eat and not get wet or cold. Looks to be about the same age as Twigglesworth so possibly a littermate  Unlike Twigglesworth, this kitty is not friendly she’s very skittish. She’s also quite thin. If someone does own her they certainly are not taking good care of her.