Our Worldwide Vegan Bake Sale was super fun. It was different from any other tabling we’ve ever done. A couple of years ago we sold Field Roast hot dogs at the same fair, but we barely broke even. This time, as all of the goodies were donated, we were able to successfully raise a bit of extra cash for the group. So we can do more events and talk to even more people.
It was one of the first beautiful warm days of spring and people were out in droves. We had a nice variety of baked goods—several kinds each of cupcakes and cookies, and even pumpkin bread and dog biscuits! We also gave out samples of Field Roast, little pita pizzas with Daiya, coconut milk, and had literature available. We had plenty of volunteers, which made it go really smoothly as people had to come and go.
The twins had their yearly school fundraising event today as well, and we did some shuttling back and forth so they could both help set up in the morning, and help out and perform at the event all night (babysitting and serving, choir and rock band). They were able to come to the Earth Day Fair in between for a couple of hours and hang out with a friend from out of town, so they had a good day (but a very, very long one).
I also feel like I had a super long day. We were going from 8:30 on. I couldn’t have done it nearly so well without my older step-daughter’s help. Not only did she bake 60 cupcakes over the last few evenings, but she sold baked goods non-stop for about four hours straight. And she did it with a great attitude and I’m pretty sure was actually having a good time.
This afternoon, I had to have a nap on the porch, which was awesome. Later, I let Miss Calico out on the porch with me for a few minutes, thinking if she tried to escape through the broken lattice, I would have plenty of time to catch her. I was wrong. She escaped right in front of me through an impossibly small hole, jumped over the back fence, and was gone again for several hours. And, in looking for her, I went out the front door and let Pip out, who ran under the porch and let us chase her around a little too. We caught her pretty quickly—she just thinks it’s funny to do that to us—she doesn’t try very hard to get away. But I was pretty frustrated with all these calico shenanigans.
Miss Calico has not seemed very content since the last time she got out. She’s been getting up at the crack of dawn and meowlering for a couple of hours while looking out the windows. In our room. While we are trying to sleep. Nothing seems to console her. I don’t know if she wants to be outside with her buddies or what. She’s been spayed, so we can rule out being in heat, right? This afternoon, I didn’t try to go after her after a fruitless half hour. Every time I’d move towards her, she’d act like I was some big bad stranger and run away. I figured she’d come back at dusk like last time.
So, I decided to walk Pilot Butte. I went about 7:15 when it had already begun cooling down. It was gorgeous up there tonight.
When I got back, I opened the garage, got the cat carrier out, got some food, put the food in the carrier, then decided to call for “kitty” for a few minutes. Sure enough, I saw an outline in the dusk across the street. I sat down on the bench and talked to her. She came over, obviously thinking about the food. With only a little bit of wariness, she came on the porch and let me grab her. Then we went inside with the food and I fed her. I don’t know quite what to do with her. We don’t know if she really wants to be here. Would she do better in a different home? Or does she not want to live inside a house? Remains to be seen.