The gods expressed their extreme displeasure the night
of the afternoon that I delivered little black kitten to the animal
shelter.
Rain, hail, thunder and lightning was thrown at the
Dordogne, not at La Chaise particularly – but it felt like it. We
sat (safely) on the benches by the front door, privileged spectators,
safe in the knowledge that we had few crops in danger of damage. In
total, 22mm of water.
The storm clears |
But I felt virtuous and defied the gods because I had
learned that there was a new policy at the SPA (Societe
Protectrice des Animaux to be
correct – I think). No healthy animal with a chance of being
re-homed would be put down. This rule was apparently due to the new
Presidente of the SPA
whom, as luck would have it, I met whilst filling in papers about
kitten. Disconcertingly, she was carrying two round tins which, she
explained, contained the ashes of cats, one of them her favourite.
Right, so I gulped and
asked where she was going to scatter the ashes, over their favourite
places? She said, if I heard correctly, that this was pas
permis. I had recently learned
– by a diatribe from a local mushroom expert - that human cremains
cannot be scattered anywhere but have to be confined to urns in
formal cemeteries. The mushroom lover said he is going to die in
Belgium and get scattered in the sea. May the gods be with him –
and may he get his paperwork in time.
Apparently one cannot
just turn up at a sanctuary with a stray and ask for it to be taken
into care. One needs a paper from the Mairie
formally stating that the Maire
acknowledges that the – carrier of the cat? - says it is a stray.
Then the SPA gives one a paper to return to the Mairie.
All square and correct. That's what bureaucracy is all about.
To cheer me up, a
couple of people arrived at the SPA in the hope of adopting dogs.
More paperwork but at least happiness in prospect for animal and new
owner. I decided to leave a 'dowry' with kitten to pay a little
towards her upkeep. It was gratefully received and, in due course,
we shall receive a tax deductible receipt. All square and correct.
Sun on the Farmhouse wall after the storm |
Wednesday another
storm, all day long and totally about a centimetre of water. Memo to
self: telephone roof tiler to say new roof has been sufficiently
tested, he can cancel order for further storms.
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