When I moved from Boston to Skövde, only Jacoby and Angel came with me. Kylie was always my ex’s cat, and Tessie, who was, in part, a 40th birthday present from my mom, helped raise Kylie and taught her how to cat. As much as I love Tessie, leaving her with Kylie was the best decision.
Clearly, you can see that was the right decision. They are bestest best friends.
Tessie is now 15 (and almost a half) years old.
To look at her, you would never guess she was that old!
I mean, here she is five years ago…she must have a little kitty portrait in her attic!
She still loves boxes.
And warm laundry.
I can’t believe she’s 15.
Kylie turned 13 last April.
She, like Tessie, does not look as old as she is, and is quite healthy.
She is still the only cat of ours who was born in Boston (well, Quincy). Tessie was born in Oregon, Angel in California, and Jacoby in New Brunswick. Only Kylie is a native New Englander.
(Not gonna lie…I do miss that view…)
Kylie is still as pretty as ever, too.
Right from the start, Kylie and Tessie were besties.
Thirteen years later, nothing has changed.
It’s hard to believe that it’s been a year since we took Logan to the cat show in Örebro. We are going with Lorelai and Izaak to that same show next weekend. I wonder if the Agria photobooth will be there again this year?
We had SO much fun taking photos with Logan!
Not only is Agria a veterinary health insurance company, they are our insurance company, and when Logan got sick with FIP, they handled everything. It made a horrific time a little less horrific.
We were extremely lucky to have been benched right next to where the photobooth was set up. If you know cat shows, you know that it’s hard to go across a show hall to do things. The things that are close to you are the easiest things to do. Since we could see when the booth was free, it was easy for us to take Logan up for photos.
I hope they have it this year…I want to take photos with Rory and Zak!
As you saw in yesterday’s post, Alfred has figured out some kind of workaround to our cabinet solution. And before you suggest it…we don’t want to move the food. This is the most convenient place to keep it, and, honestly, moving the food won’t stop Freddy from opening the damn cabinet, and he’ll keep on stealing plastic packets whether or not they contain cat food.
Kalle took the two photos yesterday, and Björn caught this action this morning.
By the time Björn took the photos, Freddy was nowhere to be seen. As you can see, he was all too happy to frame his brothers for the crime.
Not that they tried too terribly hard to look innocent…
Interestingly enough, whilst I was working on this very post, I heard a crash in the kitchen. I went to look and…yeah, no surprise here.
Oh, hi there…
Far from being contrite, Freddy grabbed a packet of Jake’s food and carried it underneath the dining room table to puncture and shred. I managed to rescue it before he could so Jake can have dinner tonight.
You can tell he’s already plotting his next move…
This is only tangentially related to Abys, or even cats, but I thought you might find it interesting.
I had this snake tattoo…and I really didn’t like it. I got it for the wrong reasons, it hasn’t aged as well as most of the other ones I have, and it really doesn’t go with the other tattoos I have.
So I finally decided to do something about it. I decided to get the snake covered up with a traditional Japanese fox design.
Today was the first session. We got the outlines done, and then we coloured in the fox. I am not going to lie…this was the most painful tattoo I have ever gotten.
Instead of a red fox, though, I wanted a North American grey fox. I have always loved the grey and orange colouration of these foxes.
Also, the colouration of the grey fox is quite similar to Alfred’s…I call him my grey fox.
When I got home, I was drained and exhausted. I was lying on the sofa and Jacoby instantly came and lay on top of me…and on top of the tattoo. But it was nice, actually. Soothing. We’ll finish this tattoo up next month.
When Lorelai was a tiny kitten, she was fascinated with the television. These photos are from 22 May, when Rory had been with us for about two weeks.
She really got into trying to interact with the people on the screen! She’s since outgrown her interest in the TV, but it was awfully cute (and not a little bit annoying) while it lasted. Also, if you look closely at the second photo, you might notice some previous Miniature Monday post subjects.