I’m back and survived a busy week. Some highlights include:
Creating a cake for 70 person baby shower, messed up several times by made with help from Cliff the cat. Seven cakes were baked, cookies were made out of the cake that crumbled, three batches of icing were made, and about three pounds of fondant were made and used. Decorating took a little over four and a half hours. The results were awesome, though.
Two evenings spent searching for pink rubber ducks for said cake. The cake was a rubber duck/bathtime theme and there was no doing without.
Two piles of feathers and half a beak found in the downstairs hallway, leading me to believe that a bird had snuck in and succombed to a tragic fate. Strangely, however, the rest of the feathers (down and some outer), the bones, and the feet have yet to be found. I have no idea when, where, or how the bird got in, either.
One of my uncarved pumpkins was stolen off of the porch. Not smashed like a Halloween prank, but stolen like a crime. That’s the second time in as many weeks I’ve had to chat with the cops.
The Panleukopenia breakout at the shelter seems to be under control and so far, hasn’t made it to the offsite locations. (*keeping fingers crossed*). Having the virus there, however, has made it very important for foster homes to take cats in. I took in a momcat and three kittens, in addition to the foster I had already. Momcat is doing most of the work, unlike last time. They’re absolutely adorable.
My watch is missing in action. I know I had it at work Thursday night at 8:30 and didn’t have it at work Friday. I feel so disoriented without it.
I have another order for Halloween – two dozen cupcakes and eight dozen kitty treats – that needs to be finished Wednesday night for a Thursday before work dropoff. The Howl-o-ween party is Friday, 2pm-5pm, if anyone is interested in going. There’s a costume contest and bake sale, among other things. Unfortunately, I won’t be there.