Klamath Falls Nostalgia - Part 1: Catching the Cat

I was 7 months pregnant with Cambria when we moved back up from Klamath Falls to Portland. It seems weird to think that she never knew any of it. We have so many fun memories and some happy times with our two (at the time) little babies. Mason still remembers some of it. Kaiah not so much. (She was only 2 1/2) So it's been 3 1/2 years (too long) since we've been back.

Well, since most of us have been back...

When we moved out of our blue house on Bryant Street we were unsuccessful in catching 1 of our two cats.... So we tried for a couple of hours to act like we were just hanging out on our porch... with a huge moving van in the driveway and an empty house... you know like nothing major is happening or anything... so we could "fool" the cat!

It didn't work. So we went next door to enlist the help (a major favor actually) of our wonderful neighbors. We gave them a full bag of cat food and $20 for some more... and asked them to feed her on their back porch until we could come back down to try again. Thankfully they did.

Our neighbors on the other side thought we were horrible people for leaving our cat. We hadn't had time to explain the situation to them and only found out about their views later from a friend who was a relative of theirs. Oh well.

Cliff wasn't able to get back down there until 6 weeks later. He drove for 6 hours and looked around in the dark for her after telling our former neighbor that he was going in their back yard. Unfortunately, she didn't tell her brother, our other former neighbor that she lived with, that Cliff was back there. When he saw someone prowling around back there, he shot him!

Just kidding.

He didn't know he was back there and he didn't shoot him, but he totally could have! So, Cliff was prowling around in the dark in their back yard. He saw our cat, but didn't want to freak her out so he did what any rational person would do and laid down in their yard and fell asleep in their grass for a couple of hours... When he woke up (at 2 or 3 in the morning), he saw our cat go under a tarp by a wood pile. He pounced, in appropriate cat-like fashion, and pinned her between the wood pile and the tarp, reached in and grabbed by the neck, threw her in the car and drove another 6 hours home.

Um. I didn't mean for that story to be so long... So I will continue with more memories in the next post.