We had our much anticipated thunderstorms roll through last night. Plenty of lightning, thunder and rain. The power was on and off during the night.
Checking the scanners this morning, lots of trees down on the roads. The top half of the county is without power, though unusually ours was not out long.
A great many trees fell on fences. Plenty of livestock took advantage of the opportunity to see if the grass really is greener on the other side of the fence. The deputies are out finding owners and rounding up horses and cattle who are in the roads.
Apparently "the brown cow" got out. She must be the Houdini of the local bovine community since she's clearly known to all the deputies on duty at the moment. Lots of advice being offered to the poor fellow who is trying to round her up. Bad radio discipline, the Sheriff will not be pleased.
Essentially we seem to have escaped relatively unscathed up here. I need to caveat that statement with the observation that I haven't been down the jeep trail , and it would not surprise me to find some chain saw work awaiting me along that stretch down the mountain.
One way you can tell Spring has arrived. The mailboxes down on the hard surface road are destroyed. It's like the return of the swallows to Capistrano. Happens every year. I think this was an accident since only three of the boxes (including mine) were hit, and two were not. Somebody cut in too close on the corner. They didn't bother to leave a note, just kept on going. Mine is getting old anyway so this year I will just replace it instead of bending it back into shape with pliers.
When the kids came home in April, they brought two cats that needed a place to live. This is "Maya." She was assigned guard duty in the shop. Yesterday I went in to feed and water the two shop cats, and there was what I first thought was a rat in the potty box. But when I looked closer, it was a kitten. It looked dead to me.
I went and got my wife. She is in charge of events of this sort. M picked up the kitten and said it was still alive. We looked around and found another behind the reloading bench and another under a set of shelves. We had no idea Maya was pregnant. She must not have either because she was running all over the shop, knocking things over and screeching.
My wife took the babies inside and I had to carry Maya. M got the kittens cleaned up and in a towel on the heating pad. Then she cleaned up Maya and gave her canned cat food (serious luxury rations, used only when a cat is sick, or pregnant, or when I can sneak out a can to one of the old Tom's I like.)
We called my daughter to give her the good news. E is really the duty expert on animals in the family. She said there had to be at least one more kitten. I went out and listened, and sure enough, kitten squeals were coming out from under the hot water heater. Possibly the most difficult place in the entire shop to get under. Got the kitten out after much difficulty and swearing.
Once Maya was settled down with the kittens, we pulled out the kitten supply box. Horrors! No powdered cat milk. M was sure there had been half a can after the last litter. I knew I had mixed it up and given it to ancient "Cream" the one eyed, because he likes it. Then I forgot to buy more. I suggested we go on into town and get some, and pick up a pizza while we were there. So we did and now mother and kittens are fine. She's off to the vet once she recovers, and so are her female progeny when they are old enough. I don't bother to get the males fixed, because it would be pointless. There's a steady stream of feral males passing by the barn, so what's the point?
And by the way......
If anyone sees surplus 7.5 Swiss for sale, please let me know. I have ordered some Boxer primed new production, but I'd like to have more surplus so that if I have to leave the area in a hurry and can't police up the brass, it won't matter. The surplus stuff is Berdan primed. (For those that don't know, most Americans don't have the tools to reload Berdan primed brass.)
Load up with Boxer at home, but load Berdan primed for those times when you are on the road. Waste not, want not.
It's just good common sense, like wearing medical or soft leather gloves when loading magazines for your concealed carry rig so there's no fingerprints on the brass. Besides, think of how bemused the police will be when they start surveying the crime scene and find lots of 7.5 Swiss cartridge cases.