Katy's Big Day

Katy kitty got the green light today from Dr. Strasser. She was released from spending 6 weeks in an extra large dog crate in the kitchen...

At the beginning of October Katy and two siblings were trapped under the girls bathroom at RT and Bee's elementary school. The janitor set a humane trap and pulled the little family out revealing that Katy had a very injured left hind leg. Of course, families took the other two kittens leaving "injured kitty" in the trap in the janitor's room.

As soon as I arrived at school to pick up the kids, Bee begged me to go see the kitties... I was sunk right off the bat. Greg was also at school with me. You can probably guess the rest... We told the janitor that we would take the injured Kitty to our friend Dr. Strasser and see if he would "help" us out with this poor little thing. And help he did.

Katy had a displaced femur fracture that had probably happened a week previous. Her leg muscles were severely contracted as her body attempted to stabilize the broken bones. We went to see Strasser and he gave us two options: 1. amputation 2. put a pin in that will be wired to her femur. We opted for option 2. The surgery went beautifully and after two weeks of "healing" in the crate and escaping from the crate, she had rebroken the bone, and she was off to another surgery. This time a plate with 8 pins was put in that spanned almost the entire length of her little leg bone.

Four more weeks in the crate in the kitchen and this morning, with our fingers and toes crossed, we headed back to the hospital for an x-ray that would hopefully show she was good to go and get the green light for a new life on the outside.

I took 54 pictures of her this afternoon enjoying her first moments of freedom. Nearly all of the pictures were blurry and crazy due to the nature of my subject... I opted to post a resting photo of the new and hopefully improved Katy Kitty.

Note: Katy was named after the Dr. that did her initial intake appointment and assisted on her first surgery. We just couldn't bring ourselves to name this beautiful little girl Richard...

Merry Christmas to All

Yesterday afternoon we set out on our yearly holiday journey to Fresno - one of our favorite traditions. Yes, really. We loaded into the truck at 11:00 a.m. for a two and a half hour trip. We were loaded with the usual bikes, dog crate, duffle bags, etc. But, this trip we had a small borrowed trailer in tow. We needed to bring it to " transport furniture back home." Little did RT know that that little trailer was actually carrying his new/used Christmas quad, against my protests... My husband very patiently explained to me that ponies are dangerous too, and we had already taken that plunge...

We arrived five hours later after first dropping Katy Kitty at the kennel, stopping by the grocery store, making an additional stop at the tack shop, then one last teensy stop at McDonald's. Oh, and an additional stop at the Costco in Fresno... not busy at all... hahaha.

Three dvds later we pulled up to the ranch and unfolded out of the truck., Violet the dog, was thrilled to be back in her home town. And, of course, the kids were even more thrilled as they view the ranch as their favorite place on earth. In fact, when they were quite a bit younger we actually left our first family trip to Disneyland a day early - at their request - to return to the ranch and stop over for our extra days... crazy children... i-yi-yi...

Christmas eve was spent eating mexican food with family, playing with dogs, wrapping presents, and enjoying ourselves. Christmas eve night was spent tossing, turning, fighting for covers, then fighting a dog and two children for room in the bed. Threatening Ri if he didn't settle down and quiet down. Then finally giving up as I was so disoriented from lack of sleep and the fact that my watch battery died, so all night long I thought is was 1:48 a.m. Weird.

Once everyone awoke this Christmas morning, we drank coffee while threatening RT to settle down and quiet down while we waited for the rest of the family to gather. No present shall be opened without all members in attendance... So, the wait from 6:15 a.m. to 8:45 a.m. lasted about 9 hours. But, soon enough, the kids received their Santa presents: 1. split-ear headstall and bareback pad and 2. a quad... And no, that doesn't seem a little unfair, as we reminded Iz about the pony waiting in her stall back home... oh, yeah...

We ate a delicious breakfast for lunch, then set out on our annual dog walk around the alfalfa fields. It was our worst showing to date with only 6 dogs and 5 humans. One year we had 23 dogs at Christmas with 16 dogs on the walk. That's a lot of dogs.

The rest of the day has been spent eating yule log, playing with toys, looking at cows, trying to tie a ribbon on the pot-bellied pig's tail - a dare by Cousin Amy, and watching movies. Oh, and of course, wrangling dogs, calling dogs, stopping dog fights, talking about dogs, picking up dog dirt, and photographing dogs. All in all, another excellent day!

As I I type I can hear talk of the next meal. I better get up and walk around. I have more eating to do...

The Christmas card...

Well, I'm back and I'm just going to pretend that time hasn't passed. There has been no gap in my attempt at blogging and no important events have transpired since I last posted...

O.K.

So, this morning there was finally a break in the rain, so I decided it was time to shoot the family Christmas card. December 20th... five days to spare - perfect. I wanted to shoot the kids with our precious and recuperating new kitty, Katy. But then Miley walked by so we snagged her up, too. This yearly event is always a challenge, which baffles me, as it is one of the easiest things for the participants to do.

1. stand still
2. smile

Yet it never fails that the kids are lame, I yell, the poor animals that were selected for that year's card fight to get away, and the end result is a mediocre shot of naughty kids with frightened animals. By the way, Bee and Danger Boy, Santa was watching...

And, as you can see from the evidence posted, that this year's session was no different. Except it was the animals that were fighting, not the children. They were laughing like goons - equally frustrating. Overall, a pretty accurate portrayal of our peaceful and loving family...

Not.