The night before I was to fly back to Germany, two summers ago, a stray Tom Cat decided that he knew just exactly where he should go to get some help. To my friend's yard... knowing that I would find him. We had been gone all day long; doing the last round of shopping/errands before I was to leave the next day. We got home about 4:00. As I was unloading my stuff from my friend's car... I could hear a 'pitiful low meowing' but, I couldn't figure out where it was coming from. I finally spotted this gray tabby cat, hiding behind a bench in front of my friend's house. This cat had been in her yard once several days earlier.
I leaned down and started talking to him and noticed that he was injured. His head was all swollen out of shape right over his eye and all the way back from his forehead to the back of his head. I could tell that he'd been in a fight and that the wound had probably sealed shut and the large swollen area was likely infected.
I got the cat and begged my friend, Annesia to drive us to the Vet's office; I told her that I'd pay for his care- but, that I could tell that he really needed some help. So, off we go... their office was closing in 30 minutes and we were told to just wait in the lobby. So, there I was with this 'stray' full-grown Tom Cat, that I had only seen once, wrapped up in a towel so that I could help hold and control him. I kept talking softly to him... especially since this was clearly his first visit to a Vet's office. Wouldn't you know it; not one but 3 very large dogs came into the waiting room too. I kept the cat's eyes away from the huge dogs that were only inches away.
Finally, it was our turn. The vet was short-handed and I had to hold the cat down while the Vet cut his 'swollen infected' area open to let the infection drain. Of course this was pretty traumatic for the cat; but, somehow he knew that we were trying to help him and he didn't try to bite or scratch us. The Vet told me that if I hadn't brought him in; that he would have been dead within a couple of days. He was given a shot and some meds to help fight the infection.
So, we brought 'Tom the cat' into my friend's hot garage and set up a couple of fans to help circulate the air. I made the cat a scrambled egg. I figured he needed a little pampering after his ordeal. My friend didn't want him in her house; especially since he was an injured stray cat. I checked on him several times and he was laying down on an old soft cat bed that we found in the garage.
This cat was such a sweet cat and clearly not meant to live the life of a 'stray' male Tom Cat. He was not a fighting type of cat. My friend decided to keep him and paid for his neuter 'surgery'... he still lives outside.
He still remembers me when I go to visit my friend in the summer. I think he knows that I was the one that saved his life and helped him find a good, safe place to live. I can't have pets in my overseas homes and it's kind of nice to get to have a 'summer time' pet.
The first photo is Tom after 2 years. He's filled out and has grown a lot since the summer that I helped him out. He looks a lot healthier, doesn't he?
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Tom says, "Isn't it time to brush me... ???" This was after 1 year after his rescue. |
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Oh boy, there comes "iwouldratherbeknitting'... I know she'll pet me! This was one year later. |
One of my favorite things about Europe is... no, it's not the historical landmarks, the great food, the travel opportunities. Believe it or not... it's the amazing cheeses and also the yogurt. I mean, fresh wonderful yogurt without anything artificial put in it tastes so good. I already enjoyed yogurt; but, the yogurt here is so good.
Germany, had so many wonderful choices for yogurt. So many fresh fruit flavors. My favorite brand was by a company that sold their yogurt in glass jars. They had endless choices including a yogurt that had the vanilla bean specks mixed in.. like you sometimes find in ice-cream. This brand, also had a 'blood orange' flavor. It was hard to choose which flavors to buy. *They also had a regular 'tart' type with real chocolate pieces mixed in. That was nice... tart yogurt mixed in with some sweet dark chocolate pieces. I never found a flavor I didn't like.
However, my two absolute favorite flavors in the 'yogurt' family were the Greek yogurts 'from Greece.' Honey yogurt. Sigh. When I went to visit the states last summer... throughout my visit, I bought 3 different brands of Greek yogurt with honey... I was so happy that I could continue enjoying my Honey Greek yogurt for breakfast. IT was not the SAME. Not at ALL. I was so disappointed.
My most favorite of all? A little delight called: QUARK
Quark had the thickness of sour cream. I can't describe how it was different from yogurt... but, trust me... as much as I loved the yogurt... after I tasted 'QUARK'... that is all I bought. In various flavors. (well, I still bought the HONEY GREEK YOGURT). I'm pretty sure that quark is probably available in the states? IF so, check it out.
When I found the new big grocery store on Monday... once again, I checked out the yogurt selections. No quark. No honey Greek yogurt. But, what's this? I found something by the name of: FAGE
It looked promising. Honey was featured on the container. Some chopped nuts (turned out to be walnuts) were included for stirring in. A little green folding spoon wrapped in plastic, was even included in the chopped nuts part of the lid. After opening the foil lid from the FAGE, I discovered that they had a little side section of honey for stirring in. I just had it for breakfast.
Heart be still. It is quark by another name!
I've only seen it sold in this one grocery store. (I'd already looked in another large grocery store.) I will be making regular trips to this grocery store. It is only in one flavor... but, it's my favorite flavor anyway.
It's such a little thing. But, I was missing: Quark
See the nuts? When opened under the label you'll discover a little wrapped in plastic folding green spoon 'for eating on the go.' Where the Fage is located... see the little section to the side that looks empty? (because it is) That is where the honey was stored for mixing in. I mixed in every drop of honey and every chopped nut and went... "uuuuummmmm"
Once Spring Break is over, I'll only be able to go to THE grocery store that sells: FAGE on Saturdays... but, if I time it just right... it might be lunch time and I might just have to stop at that local Trattoria that is between the grocery store and my house... and of course... *have lunch with another group of 50-60 men. (*See Monday's post Day 1 of Spring Break)
Oh, darn it all... that wouldn't happen on a Saturday... because that 'special lunch' only happened because it was 'lunch time' during the work week.