When Jacoby and I went to Boston Common, we were over in the corner where the Central Burying Ground is. We spent a good bit of time looking at the old headstones.
What was so hilarious about this was, Jacoby was so intent on looking at the graveyard, he was completely oblivious to the large flock of sparrows that gathered in the little bush just on the other side of the fence from him. More and more birds perched on the branches to keep an eye on him.
I counted six birds in this photo. At point, one actually flew down and lit on the concrete base only a few inches from Jake’s head…when he was looking back towards me. He had no idea. He never noticed all those birds.
He did notice the squirrels, though…and dragged me from tree to tree to yell up at them (regardless of whether there were actually any squirrels in the tree at the time).
Another shot of Jacoby in Boston Common basking in the sun. How relaxed!
Hey mom! Mom! Hey mom, watch me!
Are you watching? Mom? Mom!
This past Saturday was the only warm, non-rainy day in about two weeks, so I took Jacoby on his first big outing to Boston Common.
He did so well and I am so proud of him! He was unfazed by people, dogs, little kids…I’m thrilled, because if he was that composed on his first trip to a very public park, it bodes well for his becoming a therapy cat.
Here is Jake with a very nice young man named Benjamin.
I have profiles on Catster for all of our cats, and today I got a friend request from an Aby named Toki who lives in NYC.
His mom found me because I posted on the “Cats who act like Dogs” group. I accepted, of course…but not without a friendly reminder that Jake was named after a Red Sox player…Though that shouldn’t be a problem, since his full name is Nantucket!
Even cooler? He’s from Instincts cattery. That’s the Jacoby’s mother is from – her full name is Instincts Santa Catalina of Pellburn. They’re related!
(Instincts tend to name their cats after islands…now the name Nantucket makes perfect sense!)
As I posted earlier, Kylie got a FroliCat Bolt for her birthday…but Jacoby liked it a little more than she did…
…which is not, of course, to say that Kylie completely ignored it…
3 out of 4 cats prefer the foot of the bed…
For some reason, Angel rarely comes up on the bed with us. Jake is almost always lying near my head or between us when I wake up, but the most Angel usually ever does is come into the bedroom when she hears us stirring.
Saturday, however, both Angel and Jacoby securely nestled at the foot of the bed, and I had the foresight to put my camera on the headboard when I went to sleep the night before.
I love Angel’s profile.
I also love the contrast between Jake’s ruddy and Angel’s red/sorrel.