Yesterday was a busy day for wildlife here on Howling Hill. Yet another indication of winter.
First Francesca came home with a chipmunk.
I tried to praise her for her wonderful hunting skills but she kept running away from me (this was after she dropped it from her mouth). The we both realized the chipmunk wasn’t dead, just playing so, so I blocked Francesca from getting it again and let it get away.
Prior to the chipmunk getting away, however, Harley came over.
Wolf and I used to think Harley was a great kitty hunter but we’re beginning to revise that image. More and more it seems Harley scavenges Francesca’s kill. She doesn’t eat her kill — which she rarely kills. When they’re dead they’re no fun to her — so she leaves them in the yard. If they are in fact dead then Harley comes along and eats the chipmunk, bird, or mouse.
Harley used to hunt but he doesn’t seem to anymore. It’s become painfully obvious to Wolf and I that Harley is now our “old man kitty.” That title used to describe Caesar but now it must be reserved for Harley.
Case in point, yesterday a flock of turkeys came through the yard.
Harley was on the pick nick table lounging away the day. The turkeys didn’t scatter until I opened the door to take a picture.
Harley paid no attention to the turkeys where he would’ve a couple years ago. Instead he came toward me when I opened the door vacating his favorite spot: the pick nick table.
On a semi-related note, Wolf and I have been talking about getting another dog. We were totally behind the idea a few weeks ago but now I’m starting to waffle. There’s a part of me which wants to have as many pets around me as I can handle and the opposite side of me wants to have no pets so I can live my life without having to worry about them.* So until I make a decision we’re not going to get another dog because I don’t want to get one without being 100% behind the decision.
A huge factor in this decision is the cost of a dog. We really want to get out of the debt we’re in and a dog won’t help that situation. Dogs are expensive! Harley and Francesca don’t cost us nearly as much as Jaxsun did, combined.
Not only do we want to get out of debt we want to be able to save to buy a house. I want out of this trailer in the worst way. I feel like such a hypocrite living in a house made out of plastic.** I want to be able to live in a house where we can have solar and wood furnaces and other green technologies. But there is no way we can move while I’m not working. And when I do get a job (“if” seems like a better choice of words regarding my ability to get an interview of late) we have to focus the majority of our money on my student loans. Already we’ve taken two forbearances and not a single payment has been made.***
So no dogs until we’re in a house which will be like a century from now.
Oh and just so I can end on an up note, the fire department got a call last night to assist the police in catching some ass. That’s right, the PD and FD were chasing a couple of loose mules around town. Gawd Wolf and I love living in a rural community!
The mules weren’t caught, they outsmarted the PD and FD. I didn’t go to the call because I was in Concord for my EMT class. I wish I had, though!
*It’s typical of me to want the two extremes of a situation. Rarely do I see or live in gray. Actually, I loathe gray and spent an inordinate amount of time trying to break down gray situations to their core colors.
**Just about everything is plastic in this house including the tub and bathroom sink.
***Reminds me of that bumpersticker: I have a liberal arts degree. Do you want fries with that?