Being Thankful

Is there anything better than the smell of pumpkin bread in the oven on a beautiful, crisp fall day?

 I didn't think so. :)

These loaves and a few other delights were heading to the Country Cat Rescue Annual Thanksgiving Bake Sale last weekend. I have known the founder, Gwen Thompson, for over twenty years now.I can honestly say that she is the most hard-working and dedicated cat rescuer I have ever met. This lady is the real deal. When other rescues are full to the brim and cannot take on another stray Gwen will somehow find a spot so that the cat is safe and out of harms way. She cares deeply for her rescues and houses them at her sanctuary providing them with all their needs until they can be adopted out to a loving and forever home. If the cat is un-adoptable for whatever reason it will become a permanent resident of the spacious and clean sanctuary. No cat is turned away.

I finally got at my garden clean-up and let me tell you it is no where near as fun to clean it as it is to plant it. Uh uh!

I was amazed at how many rather large toads I discovered in my over-run veggie garden today. I used to be afraid of them but now I enjoy watching them as they hop around. I wonder if I will ever feel that way about the sssssnake. Who am I kiddin'... NOPE!

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Annie and Audrey are happy comfy cats these days.

 

 

 Audrey loves the Cat Dancer.

I'm so thankful that she's back to her old self.

The construction has stopped for now as we line up our roofers and have the basement floor insulated then poured.  We are waiting on our windows, too. There is a lot of 'waiting' while building a home.

Lots coming up but it's been quiet this week.

Most mornings I like to walk the paths in our wood-lot. The Autumn light is beautiful coming through the branches of the many maple trees. All is quiet but the sound of the birds and the chipmunks chattering away.

I have been getting the wood-lot critters used to me wandering about and leaving them seed and nuts for them to learn to trust. There are so many chippies, squirrels and birds that never come up to the front of our property and make the wood-lot their home. I refer to them as the shy ones. Most of them live amongst the stones in the wall.

It's time to bulk them up for winter so I'm spending more time doing just that.

We celebrated Thanksgiving in Canada yesterday. In order to round up the grandittles I did what I do with the cats with cat-nip; I lured them with cake pops to the couch.

And this is what I got. lol

I can't tell you what joy these five bring to my life.  That's grand-kitty Cooper photo-bombing.

We had a wonderful day with family and ate far too much as usual.  I had not posted about it, but my youngest daughter had just returned from a road trip to the United States and was in Las Vegas up until three days before the shootings. They spent five days there taking in the sights and the music concerts.

Before the dinner, I raised a glass to her safe return and thanked Almighty God for keeping her in his care.

This is a Thanksgiving, friends, I will never forget.


hugs, Deb