From Karen –
I volunteer with a small rescue group near Raleigh, NC named Alley Cats and Angels. We were recently contacted by another group looking for help with a very bad neglect situation. We took in three kittens and three adults, all in very poor shape. They’ve all been to the vet now, and though at first one vet thought at least one of the adults might be too far gone (she feared the foot wound infection had gone into the bones), we are now hopeful that all will be able to make it with proper care. But we could really use some help with the medical expenses for these cats, so have started a chipin campaign.
Our blog will be updated with ongoing status for these guys as they progress. The initial post about them is here.
Once again, the ChipIn for these poor kittens and cats is here. If you can help out, please do. Always remember that every little bit helps!
Vote for Gracie! It’s the last week of voting. Gracie’s currently solidly in first place, and I’d like to keep her that way. After Friday, the three judges get to decide who wins, so it’s not in the bag for Gracie even if she gets a bazillion votes – but it certainly won’t hurt!
As a side note, I am currently recovering from surgery, so I wrote this entry ahead (wrote it on Tuesday) and scheduled it to post. Who loves ya, baby?
Sights from around Myrtle Beach (from when I was on vacation last week!)
I always try on hats when I’m shopping on vacation. I have no idea why.
Saw this van at Barefoot Landing. I don’t think it runs.
Huge patch of basil (which I only recognized because of the smell). Isn’t it pretty? It was covered in bees.
Hibiscus.
“Do you MIND?”
On Tuesday we went to Charleston so I could see Kiawah Island (where my parents have spent a couple of winters). We stopped at The Boulevard Diner and I had the BEST shrimp po’ boy EVER.
(It wasn’t one of the specials.)
I took a picture of myself in the bathroom because, well, why not?
Then we stopped to see the Angel Oak Tree, which is believed to be about 1500 years old. It’s HUGE.
One of those people is me (picture taken by my Dad). Another of those people is my Mom.
The picture of my Dad taking a picture of me unfortunately came out blurry.
Boardwalk to the beach.
Horseshoe crab shells.
Looks very Morning Glory-ish, no?
I called my father the “PaParazzi” and then laughed and laughed at my hilarity (the grandkids all call him PaPa.)
Any idea what kind of bush this is? We saw a lot of them, and I’m curious.
My favorite kind of shell.
I love taking pictures of the clouds from the plane window.
Molly may have a bit of a crush on Spanky.
Sally the wild thang.
Everett and his white whiskers.
“Hmm….”
“Hmm….”
Just call her Trouble.
Tommy, hanging out in the basket in the kitchen.
Previously
2010: So he bit the camera.
2009: Awww. Da Cookies!
2008: King Suggie snoozes in his pile o’ cat beds.
2007: No entry.
2006: Biscuits for everyone!
2005: Your fascinating tidbit for the day.
2004: More Myrtle Beach.
2003: It’s got to be early-onset Alzheimer’s, y’all.
2002: No entry.
2001: No entry.
2000: I think back on the shit I pulled as a senior in high school, and I’m flat-out amazed that I managed to graduate.
1999: Just an all-around relaxing day.