Angel had a hard first year (bad cattery situation, being taken to the pound, having an eye infection, having her eye removed and a prosthesis put in, her body rejecting the prosthesis, and being bullied by resident cats in her foster home), and she still bears the emotional scars of that on her psyche…but she’s still an Abyssinian. And as an Aby, she gets very passionate and determined when it comes to certain things. Things like affection.
She had jumped up on the sofa to give my husband some guerrilla loving, with machine gun purring and full-contact headbutts…when I started snapping photos with my iPhone (the only camera I had within reach, so apologies for the quality).
Having caught her attention, I was clearly doomed…a helpless victim to this mighty predator’s ferocious and unrelenting kneading attack.
This was accompanied with high-volume purring and some slightly slobbery nuzzling. Angel does nothing halfway.
Gloucester was quite a bit chillier than Boston was last Saturday. The thermometer said it was in the low 70’s, but it was grey and misty and there was a substantial breeze blowing off the ocean, so it felt a lot colder. By the end of the day, Jacoby was shivering, even in his enclosed stroller.
Abyssinians don’t have the best thermal integrity, and had we known it was going to feel so much cooler than it actually was, we’d have brought one of Jake’s sweaters. As it was, my husband took off his outer T-shirt and wrapped it around Jake to keep him warmer while we waited for the train back to the city.
There’s one thing about Abys that I’ve noticed: they aren’t too proud to accept warmth, no matter how silly it makes them look. They are the only cats I’ve had who will wear sweaters and coats without a fuss; I think they realize a hit to their dignity is worth being nice and toasty.
Jacoby really loves the new stroller. We’ve had it for three weekends now, and gone on adventures in it every chance we’ve had. I think he likes how much higher up off the ground he is when he’s in it.
Still not high enough to look through the tourist binoculars, though.
He still got to see the ocean…at least the bit that got close to the promenade.
I don’t think he’s ever seen water that loud before!
In Gloucester, we walked along Main Street for a while. It’s really cool, and there are a lot of interesting little shops. We stopped at one store that had cute carved wooden cats and gorgeous handmade furniture.
Jacoby struck a pose next to a genuine ship’s wheel while my husband asked about good places to eat nearby.
As I posted yesterday, we took Jacoby on a day trip to Gloucester. Here he is, paying his respects to the famous Man at the Wheel statue.
We went to Gloucester on the Commuter Rail yesterday for a day trip, and we took Jacoby with us.
my husband took this photo of Jake on the train with his new iPhone. The camera on these things is 5 megapixels! That’s better than my first two digital cameras!
An unexpected side benefit of Jacoby’s new stroller is that it makes a surprisingly good car seat.
He’s up high and has a great vantage to look out all the windows, which he likes. He hates when he can’t see what’s going on.
He’s also quite the backseat driver! “Hey, Dad! Wasn’t that our turn back there?”