A couple of years ago I walked out in back of the mill and heard some noise coming from the back of one of the buildings on our property. It’s kind of amazing I heard anything as the mill was running full blast and is pretty noisy around here when that happens. I recall it was raining (can you imagine, in Oregon!) and I went over to investigate to see what in the hell it was. When I got to the back of the building I dug through the brush piles and came up with two baby kittens in a box meowing their cute little heads off. Being the old softy I am I brought them into the office to show them to my wife and the other folks in the office. Naturally we all stopped work for a while so everyone could “googoo and awwwww shucks” over the little guys.
Next I have to go get Martin who is our resident cat lover and has taken many kitties home to clean up and give away to his neighbors and relatives. It seems like he has an endless supply of folks and relatives to give these cats to. He is very careful who he gives the cats too and always tells us who is taking them off his hands, either that or he has a houseful of cats, Martin loves cats, his wife not so much. OK, now he thinks I am going to give him these little monsters to get rid of, AhHa he is wrong. We have a mouse problem here and I figure we can let these little guys loose here and give them some food and they will rid us of the mouse problem and I am right (after all I am the Boss, so I have to be right, right?). So I make the executive decision to keep the cats for mouse patrol. It works out pretty good and the cats grow up and they’re munching up on the mice… I even find mouse “corpses” on my desk (taken over bait?) as a present when it’s not even my birthday or Christmas or any special occasion. All of this is OK with me because we no longer have a mouse problem, you can actually put down your lunch and not have to re-inspect for mouse droppings or even a live critter hoping around in there which has happened a couple of times. I mean we had a mouse invasion here, it was nothing to walk in and see the mouse’s scattering like cockroaches when the light comes on. But the kitties are getting fat and happy, plus the mouse problem is under control. If you think real hard you can guess the next line in this progression, everyone seems to be happy except the mice and guess what?
Well the ladies in the office decide we are being cruel to the mice by turning them into cannon fodder to the cats. What? “You can now eat your lunch in piece, it’s safe from the mice cause there ain’t no mice, at least inside which is all I care about.” Plus we have these cute little cats hanging around, laying on your desk and purring at you, snuggling up to you and all in all making the office and the whole plant a happier and healthier place for us all. Except we now have a problem with some folks thinking we are being mean to the mice, sorry girls, live with it!
A couple of weeks ago we come in and the arrow production people are in a turmoil, one of the cats has been murdered and there it is curled up on the floor bleeding and basically yelling her head off. So off I go in a panic to the vets and he says well this critter has been in a fight with a bobcat and lost, but she got away and came back. Crap Doc how much is this going to cost, he tells me and I collapse, but my wife convinces me to get the cat fixed. I am telling you this animal looks bad, she’s got blood coming out of a few orifices that didn’t used to be there, but she looks pretty pathetic and as I said before I am a softy. So I tell the Doc OK go for it. We have to leave the cat there and come back in a couple of days and see what’s up. So we do and when we come back we have a one eared bald cat and the Doc says he is not sure if this critter is going to make it. Well that was 3 weeks ago and here she is getting back to being fat and happy. We of course are broke, but what the hell we were broke before so those things haven’t changed much.
Why am I telling you folks all of this? I just wanted to show you what the instinct for survival can do, this little guy was well on her way to being a Bobcats lunch and she fought her way out and got back here to us and survived. The Vet calls her the miracle cat, he was sure she was history, but she wasn’t ready and fought back and now she is getting right back to her old self. When you look at the pictures here you
Don’t see the half of it. She had her whole head bandaged, and her stomach wrapped because she had claw and tooth marks all over her head and neck, back, just everywhere and had to have many stiches to close up the holes. She looked like she just came back from a part in a Zombie movie. She used to live here at the plant, but now she lives with us until she is full back on her feet then we’ll bring her back permanently, I’m just afraid she will get outside in the bushes and meet up with the monster who caused all the trauma. She “Rode That Tiger” and came out on the other end. So we bring her in every day to visit with her sister and the crew who are all her buddies.
Now that I think of it we do have a few things to do with Rose City to drop in your thought pattern….. Maybe I can get you thinking of RCA and what’s new here. We are just putting the finishing touches on some new things. We now make Footed Shafts and they’ll be available starting Nov. 1, 2016. Also, we will have wood arrows with Lumenok lighted nocks. Last but not least we now carry carbon shafting and we offer them in all of the styles that we offer wood and at the same prices as an introductory offer. Also the Carbons will be available as Bear Arrows as well, Bear Archery has decided to allow us to produce Carbons with the Bear logo on them and that we are very proud of. So check out our site and take a look at our new stuff, I think you’ll like it.
Thanks for listening,