The Vine: July 19, 2013
Good time of year to foster little cats, folks! Mabel arrived here about three years ago; now G Force has another couple of kittles in need of temporary housing. Can you help?
I contacted a local trap-neuter-release (TNR) org to find out what I could do, and they came by with a trap. Unfortunately the abandoned kitten was MIA; however, we did trap a sweet and small female cat who I call Savannah. Savannah had her spay and shots on Thursday morning. She spent that night at the vet but they're now full, and as I'm in the apartment of a family member with severe allergies, I can't bring her inside.
Savannah is white, grey, and black, and the vet estimates that she's about a year old. She's shy but pettable, and we're looking for someone to foster her for a few days while she recovers from her surgery.
I can arrange for her to be delivered in Brooklyn this evening around 6, or sometime tomorrow. I can also provide food for her, and help you set up a litter box if you need.
How 'bout it, Nation?
Sarah again, to point mutely at the thermometer here in the 718. I can help facilitate this to a point (I drive a Smart, which is…a variable). If you can help, email me (bunting at tomatonation dot com) or post in the comments. Thanks so much!
I'm trying to recall the names and authors of two spooky, semi-horror-ish books I read when I was a kid. I don't know when they were published but I read them sometime in the 1980s. I think they were both short-story collections.
One had a story about a girl in a house who heard noises downstairs and barricaded herself in her room. Soon after that she heard a scratching sound at her door that continued for much of the night. She of course wouldn't open the door because she was terrified. The scratching finally stopped and when she opened the door the next morning, she saw her roommate dead on the floor, her throat slit by an intruder. I vaguely recall two stories from the other book: one was about a girl named Cora and her shawl that had magical death-dealing properties, possibly fire-starting. The other was about a ghost train and/or railroad called Old Hundred, which according to the story derived its legend from a track bombing during the Civil War.
This has been bugging me for years and as much as my memory has been declining lately, I'm lucky to remember even these bits.
Thanks so much for any help you or the readers can give.
The Reason I Keep Everything Is Because I Can't Remember Anything
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