Izaak will be 10 months old next Monday. (This is Zak) He has turned into a husky, burly cat. I call him my “little sausage.” (This is Logan) He is much more burly than Logan… More
Of course Jacoby is a Red Sox fan – his very name commemorates a magic moment at Fenway that happened 12 days after he was born. But what we tend to forget is that Gun-Hee watched them win the World Series, too.
He was a pretty good fan, too. Look – he knows where the ball is!
He was fascinated with the players, too.
Ummm…maybe a little too fascinated?
He was so adorable, you didn’t really even mind that he was blocking your view of the game. Of course, we didn’t have the Red Sox wardrobe that Jake later acquired, but that didn’t make him any less of a fan.
A couple of years ago, Sherry sent me a Dean Russo Abyssinian print cushion cover for Christmas. We thought it would be the perfect cover for Pyret’s pillow…and she agreed.
Sometimes, though, she sat next to it, rather than on it. Not sure why, but okay…
Occasionally, when Pyret was sleeping in one of her other spots, Jacoby would commandeer her pillow, but he was the only cat who ever slept on it apart from Pyret. After she died, nobody slept on it. For months, it just sat there unused.
Until recently. In the past month or so, Alfred has taken to using Pyret’s pillow. It’s near the radiator, so perhaps that’s a factor, or maybe it’s to do with the afternoon sun…but I have no idea why it sat empty for so long, or why Freddy decided to start napping there.
Cats are so inscrutible.
Okay, not exactly a cartoon, but I see this sticker grafitti stuck to a wall-ashtray everytime I go to Commerce downtown. It’s just so happy! I mean, I know it’s grafitti…but it’s adorable.
They also hit a postbox with a Sharpie, and this time Cat Mob has a friend. I really love his tail. I have no idea what or who Cat Mob is, but I appreciate their mascots.
I collected Izaak from Arlanda airport in Stockholm on 20 June. On 26 June, his five-month birthday, we went to the vet for a wellness check.
Of course, the first part of the trip was taking the bus. Zak rocked that part of the exercise.
He was also pretty okay in the vet’s waiting room.
And in the exam room as well.
Zak was quite brave on the vet’s examination table.
Zak was checked out thouroughly…and he was fine. The vet thought he was two months younger than he actually was…but, other than that…
No, really, Zak…you were fine.
Okay, take my word for it.
On the way back to our apartment from the bus, I took Izaak to check out our local pet store.
Zak had a lot of fun playing with the cat beds on display.
He also did a really great job walking outside on his leash, even at his age.
I mean, only five months old, and he’s already awesome at walking on a leash.
Today is the 100th anniversary of Armistice Day, the end of the Great War To End All Wars. As I recalled a few years ago, this holiday is observed somewhat differently in Canada than it is in the United States.
Apparently, the 100th anniversary observance of this occasion is handled VERY differently by Canada and the US, as evidenced by the two countries’ respective leaders. I’ve never been prouder to hold Canadian citizenship.
In Sweden, Winter time starts a week before Daylight Savings ends in the States. Additionally, not having a late November holiday like Thanksgiving to mark the beginning of the “Holiday season,” Swedes tend to start thinking about Jul lights as soon as it starts getting dark early.
To that end, Björn found some pretty coloured ball lights on sale last month.
Izaak was born on 26 January, and so has never seen Christmas lights before…
…And he was fascinated by them.
It was so cute the way he played with them.
Alfred, of course, has celebrated one Christmas already, but he was curious about the lights, too.
Somehow, he managed to get sort of entangled in them.