Super moon and lunar lunacy

I was super excited about the "Super Moon" which was last Sunday. One of the things I got interested in pursuing, thanks to 'him' is astronomy. We talked a lot about setting up some kind of observatory type area. He had a HUGE telescope, like NASA style, that was at my house for quite awhile. Middle, middle, middle, I've still been pondering it, but knowing myself I'd get a telescope and be into it for about a week and then it would collect dust. For instance, I was going to take up painting and drawing about a year ago - I bought a basic set of watercolors, some paper, colored pencils etc. I have a plan! I'm going to super creative! No more hours wasted doing nothing!

I finally busted out the set.....to use one of the paintbrushes to do an egg wash on my Thanksgiving pies........yep. ART people!

Back to the super moon....I read online that you can get a great view of the moon (and the stars for that matter) by simply using binoculars, which I totally have, instead of needing a telescope. AND I'm super stoked that this is the way the interwebs recommend you start your stargazing hobby, especially for people like me who are not very technical (read NOT AT ALL) and also have....discipline issues...(thank you South Park).

So I'm relatively prepared for Super Moon; I've done my research and have my gear, now its just a matter of waiting for moonrise.

I decided to head out with the dogs in the meantime, and we could feed Kitty Bit, the barn/shop cat. We get down to the shop, the dogs chomping at the bit for me to open the doors so they can race in and terrorize her....doors up, dogs race in, no cat. Considering it's still relatively light out, I figured she was out prowling around. The dogs are way confused - WHERE IS SHE??? MUST CHASE, THEN CORNER AND ATTEMPT TO MURDER!!!

I figured KB and I both were getting off easy, I'd put her food out, the dogs would be gone and she could eat in peace. Suddenly, I hear frantic meowing......Saffron zoomed into the corner behind my former husband's Blazer - I figured she was hiding underneath his rig. Nope. You could hear her plainly, but she's no where in sight. She sounded like she was coming from behind the wall, underneath the shop. (the shop has the front area, which is the car/animal area, then an elevated enclosed area behind it that is a large room with an old pot belly stove). WHAT THE HELL?? Mind you this area is completely walled in, down to the floor. I have no idea how she possibly got in there, let alone how I'm going to get her out, short of ripping off a piece of paneling.

Rather than hitting the panic button immediately, I went around outside and checked out the exterior of the building and found a small opening at the base of the building; like a 6 x 6 square. God only knows why THAT is there - it must be a cat/human trap.

I reluctantly put my hand into the hole - with total Pennywise imagery racing through my head.

ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod

I could hear her coming my way, because it sounds she's walking on plastic......WTF??? What is she on?? All I can feel is dirt (and demon clown breath) - I can hear her but can't feel her.....I finally figured out that there's some sort of plastic vapor barrier that's attached to the bottom of the shop room floor and hangs above the ground that she SOMEHOW got on top of and now can't get out from or off of. OK, SERIOUSLY DUDE? It's like a kitty hammock/coffin!

By now, it's nearly dark. The dogs are not helping one bit by barking at Pennywise (the Cat) and generally getting in my f'in way, thank you very much! WE ARE GOING TO MISS SUPER MOON!

The only thing I can think of is trying to reach further in to Pennywise's lair and rip an opening in the plastic. I'm finally able to grab a piece (it's thick plastic) and rip it. I immediately get clawed...please for the love of god let that be the cat!

The dogs go bananas.......time to get them back to the house, then troop back down and see if she's still stuck or worked her way out. By the time that was all said and done, I discovered her safe and sound, eating her food - voraciously. Hard to tell how long she'd been in there, but at least the day, poor little thing.

I've long been convinced that she's a character of out a Stephen King novel; now I'm convinced she and Pennywise are plotting my drawn out demise.

The rest of Super Moon night consisted of what seemed like every dog in the canyon barking, along with their relatives the coyotes.....seems like the moon has a serious effect on the animals - and possibly evil clowns!

It was worth every minute standing outside in the cold looking at the moon through the binoculars. Good night, Moon!

Full Moon