Posts Tagged ‘outdoors’

I have spent the last few days utterly alone and devoid human contact, except for one less then 5 minute encounter and a 10 hour work shift. It all started about ohhhh, 9 am-ish on Thursday when I felt my hubby cuddle up against me and give me kisses in half awake sleeping state.  I knew he was saying good-bye, but my sleepy, work worn, number numbed mind couldn’t function at that point, the most I was able to say was “I love you, baby.” and promptly pass-out again.  I did get up several hours later to get ready for my last shift of the week and had plenty of human interaction then… to a point.  One has to work hard and ensure a good paycheck these days.

When I got home about 5 am in the morning from my shift, I proceeded to play Facebook games and watch a couple shows on  I had each one of my three cats take turns snuggling in my lap (Star Baby), on my chest (Charlie), and draped on one arm (Marble).  I did eventually crash in bed for several before getting up again.  I spent some time trying to pull my sleep fogged brain back in to reality.  After which I decided that I was going to be a series of vegetables for the weekend… a radish, a sweet potato, and a turnip… in that order.  Why? I knew I was going to be alone until Saturday night, so I figured I would spend the time being in a lazy, vegetative state.  I did become mildly human around about 3 am to scrap off my car of icy frost for a gas station run for a king size Reese’s PB cups, a bag of Hawaiian Onion chips, and 2 cans of Coke-cola. That’s were my 5 minute encounter came in when the gas station lady asked me the typical questions like “debt or credit” and “you want a bag?”  (Thankfully the girl working wasn’t the former security guard co-worker that’s is working there, else I would’ve been there for a whole day listening to her talk).

At one point late Friday or early Saturday, which ever works for you, I “felt” this presence in my basement, which of course was pitch black.  It kind of creep me out because last weekend Scott had gotten really drunk and was down there for awhile. When he came back up he told me was talking to a “spirit” down there.  Well, I closed the basement door, of course. It usually remains open because it’s all the landing area for the back door.  A few hours later I opened it back up to check the backdoor lock and the “presence” was right there… in the form of my fat, black cat, Charlie! Thank you for freaking your mama out!

I spent Saturday still being lazy, but debating if I shouldn’t do SOME cleaning, but I decided not to.  At this point I was getting mildly lonely and really missing my hubby, Scott. So I waited and waited for him to come home.   About half hour or so before he did get home, all 3 cats started going crazy… dancing up in the windows, meowing at me, attacking each other, chasing each other madly, and so forth.  He comes in the backdoor and they all promptly settle down and look at him in “surprise”, like “were you been?”  Naturally, they got up and started sniffing him, taking in all the outdoor smells… smoke from camp fire, fall leaves, tree bark, cigarette smoke, various animals like deer, squirell, and birds, not to mention the stink of group of men who went unwashed for 3-4 days.

My hubby looked SO tired when he got home from his hunting trip with his dad, oldest brother, and their hunting buddies.  So tired he couldn’t get his gear off and his hands were almost purple.  I took it all off for him, even his stinky socks, then made him a couple sandwiches, and got him into bed.  He told me he did have deer in sight, but it was gone by the time he got his rifle situated.  Even so, one of his hunting buddies, Jack,  got 2 deer and offered him one to take home.  Scott would have but we don’t have the money to pay the butcher ourselves.  They agreed that Jack would take care of it and my hubby would go pick it up from my father-in-law’s later.  Jack also gave Scott a big stick of spicy deer sausage (yes, that sounds dirty, go with it… LOL).

This is my second year being a hunter’s wife.  I don’t mind it one bit.  He gets a guy weekend and I get some extend, mindless “me time”.  At one point this weekend, while searching for a cat, I discovered my hubby had forgotten his hunting jacket, which is one reason he was tired and cold.  I really was hoping he would get his first deer, one a stag. I was going to turn the antlers into something like a candle holder, a light fixture, or a decorative, reusable seasonal piece. Oh, well… next year.  Next year I want to plan my weekend a little better, have extra cash to maybe go to the movies (I was going to go to a local concert, but no funds this time). Maybe I could make it a “girl weekend”… but what I have no clue.

It’s been fun and lazy weekend for both of us, in our own way. Now we go back to being “human” together.


Scott and I have discussed several times over the past couple of years about making an outdoor cage area for our cats.  We don’t mind them being outside, but do not want them loose to roam freely.  We did try this for a while, but a few issues arose.  They wouldn’t come back when called or come home at night.  I kept having little panic attacks worrying about them (I helped Charlie and Marble be birthed, my firsts ever!).  There are raccoons, possums, wild dogs, and feral cats in our area.  I think the worst issue was that people kept wanting to take them home.  I had one old lady who attends the church across the street pick up Marble when I was trying to chase her down (Marble escaped).  The lady then looked at me and said that if I didn’t want my cat, she would take her. NO!  My three fur babies do go out on the porch roof, which allows them some outside time, but they really needed some more.  So, we decided to get one built this summer.

About 3-4 weeks ago my husband (Scott) built the cage!  We call it a cat coop, because that’s really what it is.  It has been great, especially for when Scott does his Insanity workouts.  The kitties do like it and gives us a sense of peace knowing they are secure.  It is mobile so we can move it to any place in the yard and makes mowing around it easier.  It is very lightweight, but awkward to move alone.  My dad built a box with a little shelf ledge on top of it for the cats to have an interactive unit to use.  We are plan to put in some dangle toys on small plant pot hooks or on thin metal rods bent over.

Probably the best angle of the cat coop. No box unit to play on (I don't have photos of that yet).

Probably the best angle of the cat coop. No box unit to play on (I don’t have photos of that yet).

We made the cat coop frame out of left over furring strips when we dry walled the bedroom.  We wrapped all for sides and the top with chicken wire, using a staple gun.  The whole thing is anchored in the ground with garden tarp stakes.  It is 5 feet long by 3 feet wide by 5 feet high.  We made it tall so we could get in there fairly comfortably if we need to. Star Baby and Marble both climbed the wire looking for a way out.  There is a door on the front, that side on the right there, furthest from the chair.

Close up of the 3 of them in there. First thing they all did, even before inspecting, was to eat grass. CATS!

Close up of the 3 of them in there. First thing they all did, even before inspecting, was to eat grass. CATS!

We got extra furring strips and chicken wire at Menard’s.  I searched through 20 different strips to find just 5 that were fairly straight.  We do plan to rebuild it next summer or the one after with sturdier wood like 2×4’s and maybe 4×4 posts for the corners.  We want to be able to build in some platforms and hammocks for them, and possibly larger.  I think for chicken wire and extra strips I spent about $40 or $50…BUT we ended up with a whole roll of chicken wire left over, plus about 1/4 of the another (I purchased 2 rolls). I had also purchased more screws, 4 hinges (2 packs), and a latch.

It has been a good investment.  We lock them up in it (weather permitting) when we bring home a tons of groceries, moving stuff in and out of the house, have a lot of guests, etc.  It really was not that hard to build.  We just needed a simple hand saw, staple gun, an electric drill (to per drill holes and screw in the screws), and a hammer.