Boose and Wasi

There are 2 more Blomquists in Endako ..... Boose and Wasi. If you look at Art's blog you'll know that we have adopted 2 more cats. They are both abandoned strays, so we have no history on either of them, but they are definitely part of this family now. Boose is a stunningly gorgeous Calico and she acts like she has lived here and known us all her life. Even Xena is no-big-deal to her. In something like 3 days she has assumed free reign in the yard, shop and all the sheds. She gave Xena a stern word or two in the beginning and they now share an understanding.

This is her "station" in Art's workshop (note the electric blanket he so graciously donated to make her feel cozy on these cool nights).I believe I have a subject for some award winning portraits.This morning, Boose (which means "cat" in the Carrier Indian language) voluntarily joined us on our daily walk.After awhile she suddenly turned and headed for home. We didn't want her to be out in the open all alone (easy prey for eagles and coyotes), so escorted her back. Good thing we did .... maybe Boose had a premonition .... because when we resumed our walk we almost immediately encountered a coyote. I got some of the best video yet of that beautiful guy, which I will post in a little while.

The other new member of our entourage is Wasi (Carrier for "lynx"). He's an itsy bitsy boy and is still so brand new that we have to feed him with a bottle. Here is a little medley of his first days with us.



We were given quite a fright on Monday morning, though. He'd been with us for 2 days and I'd been spending a lot of time with him, as feedings were every 2-3 hours. Suddenly he had what appeared to be some sort of seizure. A few minutes later, another one. Right away I was phoning the vet, but the line was busy. I didn't hesitate to bundle that baby up and Art and I were on our way to Burns Lake (that's where the vet is). It's about a 35 minute drive and poor Wasi had 7 more seizures along the way. Each one was getting worse and worse. We left him in the hands of the good doctor and I was sure that we would never see him again. That night, the vet called to say that things were looking up. They used drugs to subdue the attacks, changed his diet and administered antibiotics. No more seizures in 48 hours and they think he'll be just fine. I'm so glad.