Quoth Og Mandino

“Never again clutter your days or nights with so many menial and unimportant things that you have no time to accept a real challenge when it comes along.”

My Authorial Debut

THE NATIVE STAR Trailer

Copyediting and Cat Rescue

Well, the copyediting is mostly done. It was a quite a bit more grueling than I expected it to be. Sitting down and reading your own work that closely is like examining your face in one of those super-high-magnification mirrors. Pretty ugly. You come across some desperately infelicitous crap. But thank God, you get the chance to fix it.

In other news … I found a cat today. Someone had left him in a cardboard box in the park by Clackamette Cove where I often walk Sugar Cookie. They left him with two cans of food and a towel. I don’t know how long he’d been there, but it was long enough for the box to get wet and for him to eat both cans of the food. Which doesn’t take long for a cat, I know.

There was a time that I would have thought pretty mean thoughts about the people who’d left him to fend for himself, but these days people are having to make rotten decisions. Whoever left him seemed to care about him, given the food and the towel, and probably thought he’d have a better chance of having someone pick him up than if they took him to the pound.

Anyway, he’s a very friendly little guy, but riddled with fleas and flea-scabs and horribly skinny. I took him in to the Oregon City Veterinary Clinic (I take all my pets there, they’re the best vet clinic I’ve ever worked with) and they gave him the once-over. Said he’d been fixed, had no chip and looked lively and healthy enough. He said that pet abandonment was becoming much more common, given the state of the economy. He gave the little guy a dose of Advantage to get rid of the fleas, and sent me on my way free of charge. Is that awesome or what? (This is not to suggest anyone should take stray cats to Oregon City Veterinary Clinic expecting freebies, but I thought the generosity was noteworthy and deserving of applause.)

He’s outside in the dog crate on our front porch (gotta let the Advantage do its work), with a big bowl of food and some water. I put a litter box in there, and it’s obvious he’s used to being an inside cat because he jumped right into it and took a dump. Also, the fact that he was still in the cardboard box when I found him also seems to support that theory, because either one of my outdoor cats would have been out of that soggy thing within seconds of me driving off.  Hopefully the other neighborhood cats will come and visit him in his confinement—nicely.

What does the future hold for this little gent? Well, I’m going to feed him up for a week, and probably worm him, and then we shall see what we shall see.

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