Thursday, January 18, 2007

I just can't seem to get motivated to post anything this week. That would be, most likely, because all I can think about is the weather, and how much I hate it, and how it turns me into a cranky old person who does nothing but complain. Yep, that's me right now--cranky as hell and constantly complaining. And since they're now promising a few inches of "wet, heavy snow" will be coming this weekend to settle in on top of our as-yet-unmelted thick sheets of ice...well, I think you can see this won't be getting better any time soon.

I will say that I am extremely grateful that Tulsa was spared the freezing rain that is killing trees and power lines in many nearby towns. Our trees and power lines are fine at this point. The main roads are becoming fairly passable--it's just the side roads and driveways and yards and parking lots at this point which are deadly sheets of solid ice. I can't even imagine how cranky the people are who've been without electricity and water for several days now. They interviewed two elderly people on the news the other night who made me want to cry--they had heat but no electricity, and were basically trapped in their house. The old man wept as he thanked the news crew for coming by "to talk to us."

My own parents have lost a huge hackberry tree in their backyard. Most of it came down on the back fence and storage buildings. My father had just moved his car, or it would have been smashed, too. Part of the tree is still standing, and if it comes down it will hit the house. My mother is afraid to go in the dining room, and the tree guys are all so busy they can't get anyone to come look at it. It was a huge, beautiful tree, planted by my grandfather 50 years ago. My mother cried when she called to tell me. I wanted to cry, too. I loved that tree. My grandfather put a great swing in it for us when we were little, and we spent hours playing under those branches. I'll miss that tree, like I miss my grandpa.

There is one piece of good news. I've told this to several of my family and friends, and I'm not getting what I consider to be a suitably enthusiastic response. Let's see if you guys can do better. The stray cat I've been feeding and trying to befriend, the perenially pregnant (and pregnant once more, I'm sure, since the tomcats just came a-courtin' a few days ago) stray cat I've been trying to catch for what seems like forever, though it's really only about a year---that stray cat is now LETTING ME PET HER! And she's rubbing against my legs and she's PURRING! If this ice and snow ever lets up, I'm sure I will be able to scoop her up and get her to the vet for a long overdue spay. Yay! Yay for no more babies! Kittens are great, but I've tamed all the feral kittens I care to for a while. Isn't that good news? PETTING AND RUBBING AND PURRING, OH MY!

9 comments:

Stinkypaw said...

That is good news! PETTING, RUBBING AND PURRING almost sounds like foreplay!

Sorry about the tree, so many memories... it's sad, but at least noone got hurt.

Weather does affect our moods, no doubt about it! Hang im there, spring is on its way! ;-)

3carnations said...

What is it about stray cats who trust us? I remember a long time ago I lived in a ground floor apartment and a stray cat used to come to the window. I started putting food out for him, but he never let me touch him. One day he came by and had a gash on his ear. I went out with a wet paper towel, and he actually let me clean the wound. He never had let me pet him before, but he let me care for him. The day I moved, he came to the window in the morning. I went in the other room to get food, and when I returned, he was gone. I think he just came to say goodbye.

Jasclo said...

That's really awesome of you to do. I hope you can catch her. Poor little thing. It makes me sad -- the animals with no homes. :( And people too for that matter, but I can't think about that right now.

Hope your parents are ok!

gorillabuns said...

can we get some relief, please? i really don't appreciate having to bring my cell phone with me to pull the trash to the curb in fear of busting my ass in the street!

will this bad weather ever end?

lizgwiz said...

stinkypaw, it kind of is like foreplay, I guess! I think maybe she's still a little stimulated from having just been in heat. Hee.

3car, I think cats, more so than dogs, somehow know when they need to suck it up and ask for help. Or, excuse me, when they need to graciously ALLOW us to help. ;)

jasclo, I know a lot of people would just ignore her (and the others like her)--I just don't know how to do that! Which of course explains the number of animals living IN my house, as well. Sigh.

gorillabuns, I KNOW! It's ridiculous, and now they're saying snow this weekend on top of it? I can't take it. (Mental note: remember to stop at liquor store on way home.)

average blogger said...

Um, well, yeah. What they all said. :)

Actually, I keep hoping a feral cat will wander into my life; I'd really like one around to keep the frickin' bunny population in check! And it'd be nice if the thing would take a swipe at my obnoxious neighbor's annoying dog who is allowed to run loose and keeps knocking over every trash can on the block, but I'll settle for the bunnies!

lizgwiz said...

ab, if you get a package from Oklahoma with what looks like air holes punched into it, and it's meowing...it's just some tasty Wintry Mix. Uh huh, that's it. Hee.

don't call me MA'AM said...

I'm so NOT a cat person. They love me. I'm allergic. It's like they allergy radar or something!

There's one stray in our neighborhood (at least I think it's a stray) that sits outside in my backyard... just in view of my two dogs. Oh, yeah, and my dogs hate cats. That cat just sits there, preening, primping, and vexing the hell out of my dogs. It knows exactly what it's doing! :-)

lizgwiz said...

dcmm, oh yes. That cat knows what it's doing. Cats can be evil. That's what I love about them. Hee.