Carol of the Woods

I’m still here and witchin’ my way through life. Hope you are too. :)

We’re in the middle of moving to a new home. I never thought we’d leave the old home place, but the ‘Verse tipped, we went with the flow, and landed in the place we need to be next. I’m not exaggerating about that. The energetic flow that lead us to this place was strong and positive. We hadn’t even been looking for a new place, and plop, here we are.

The new place is a small ranch house built in the 50’s in Buchanan, Michigan. Right now I’m taking a break from tearing out carpeting and trying to remove latex paint from Formica Window sills. The Formica is white with stars and little flecks of gold, very 50’s looking, and I love it. Maybe I watched too many episodes of Bewitched when I was a kid, or maybe I have awful taste, but there is something very soothing about Formica. It’s slick and as smooth as the day it was installed 60 years ago. This stuff was made to last.

The Ranch style is very easy on – ahem – we older middle aged people because everything’s on one level and the garage is attached. And, praise be to the Goddess, the lawn is flat! The lawn we’ve been trying to mow for the last twenty years was “scenic” to put it kindly, and damned hard to mow to be truthful.

That’s all for now, it’s getting late and I need to start packing up. Oh, and I think we have a ghost, but more about that later.

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I ordered a grab bag of yarn from Herrschner’s (herrschners.com) and was a little disappointed at what I got. There were several bright blue skeins that I’m not sure I’ll ever use, but there were two balls of a pretty fuzzy-mostly-yellow yarn that I did like a little. I’m working the yellow yarn into a crocheted cat bed pattern I’ve had in my head for a while. Even though I knew the bed would turn out pretty small, one of our cats (Molly) happens to be a small little fairy of a cat who can squeeze into tiny places.

When this is done, I’ll post complete instructions. (They are really simple.) Here’s what I have so far

Crocheted Cat Bed

Side Folded Down

Side View

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I’ve written about Rusty a few times before. He’s peed outside the box for years and I’ve been desperately trying to find ways to deal with that. The best way so far has been to give him anti-anxiety drugs. You can find a whole page devoted to my efforts here. Anywho, I started to feel guilty about keeping the poor cat drugged for several years, so I took him off it for a while. Boy oh boy, was that ever a mistake! He’s actually more crazy now than he’s ever been. The first few days off his med he acted kind of sweet and funny, but he gradually became more obsessive and aggressive.

At the end of the experiment, right before I put him back on his med, he paced from window to window using the same route every time, and he got very frustrated if anyone interfered with that route. He was absolutely driven to walk the same path over and over again, and part of that path took him up over my body, from feet to head, as I was laying in bed at night. When he wasn’t pacing, he licked and pulled out tufts of his hair. I suffer from some obsessions myself and felt that he was probably in a painful emotional place, but what really convinced me to give him his medicine again was his aggressiveness. Billy is a very docile and submissive cat and when I saw him approach Rusty with his head bowed, asking to have his head licked, and Rusty attacked him, that was the end of the experiment.

Rusty has calmed down now, and I don’t feel guilty anymore when I chase him down to give him his medicine. And, by the way, he peed all over the place when he was off his med too, so that’s under control again. Thank the Goddess.

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