Farm Friday, July 28th, 2023
Goodbye sweet Prince
This week our beloved cat Prince died unexpectedly. It was easily the worst day I’ve had in a long time. One minute he was eating his breakfast and the next he was yowling and peeing uncontrollably. Within twenty minutes he died on the way to the emergency vet. The vet said that all signs point to a stroke. What a shock! Prince has been our sweet boy cat for the last fifteen years.
He was a good boy. In his prime, he hunted and killed many mice, chipmunks, and even a rabbit. He would come when called. All we had to do was meow loudly and he would come from wherever he was. When he was outside and we wanted him to come in for the night, we would stand on the deck and meow as loud as we could. He would always come. Here in Wisconsin, I don’t think anyone hears or cares, but when we lived in California, I can only assume some of our neighbors thought we were weird. But it worked.
In his elder years, he became a champion snuggler. He would position himself as close to me as possible and when I put my hand down to pet him, he would grab it with his paws and pull me in. Such a good kitty!
It rained this week. A lot! In the last seven days, we have had almost three inches of rain. That is three times more rain than we had in the eight weeks prior. Rain, I don’t mind. But last Saturday we got a downpour with pea-sized hail that shredded many plant leaves. Some plants will bounce back. Others might not.
It has been a hard week to work. I have been grieving our cat. And it has been very hot and humid. There is so much that needs to be done. And so we keep working in the heat. Every day, I am covered in sweat within a few minutes of starting to work outside.
Aside from the hail, the gardens look okay. The humidity is predictably giving us fungal problems in tomatoes. So maybe we won’t have much for tomatoes by September.