One very cool thing did happen today. About 3 years ago, there was a cat at the Grand Valley property. It was black and white, and I called him 'Get Along'. We saw him rarely, just a glimpse, but we kept him fed and I built a cozy little house for him for the winter.
When two trees fell on the old house a couple years ago, it knocked everything catty-wumpus (no pun intended). The house is not structurally sound, and we did not want to waste a lot of money making it that way, because we just needed it to stand upright long enough to protect all the stuff we had stashed in there for the new build.
And remember how I was getting those dvd shelves down from a second floor bedroom just a few days ago? I saw a flash of white in the dark hall from the corner of my eye. I immediately thought 'cat' although I couldn't have told you why. I didn't see anything clearly.
Today, I was taking a load of vegetable scraps up to my compost bin, which I am quite pleased with. I can't compost outside because it attracts bears so I compost inside the greenhouse. The heat that builds up in the greenhouse has really been doing a great job at composting quickly. I added my stuff and gave everything a good stir and came back out, closing the place up behind me.
It's been nearly two years since I last caught a glimpse of him, but Get Along went tearing across the yard. I was so pleased to see him. (Even a glimpse of him).
In the dark hall, that flash of white was probably him, I bet. I'm glad he has found his way inside.