Can you believe it’s been FIVE years since Jacoby got his United Bamboo retro suit that he, famously, wore as JFK to my Marilyn?
But it’s true…it was five years ago this year that I got Jake his “Don Draper” suit.
My, how time has flown, right?
Can you believe it’s been that long since Jake got his cool suit?
Because I can’t.
It seems like he’s always had it…and yet, at the same time, it feels like he just got it. Time is funny that way, isn’t it?
Since it’s gotten colder outside, we’ve been able to store food outside on the balcony. Last night, we used that to our advantage and defrosted our freezer.
Not without help, of course. All the cats were there, of course, because they know food is involved with the big white cold box in the kitchen, but only one thought it would be a good idea to hop inside.
I wonder what he’s going to do when he sees snow for the first time.
This is a little drawing Kalle did whilst we were on a train home from Jönköping using my iPad Pro and Procreate.
I set him up with a photo of Jacoby to start with.
Then we set it to 75% opaqueness, and he worked on it. It’s a little wobbly, because the train was, of course, moving. I keep asking him to finish it, because I think it has a lot of potential. I really like it.
Even though we have five cats living with us, there are moments where you wonder where all the cats are.
There’s a time of day when all the cats are napping. Sometimes you see them…sometimes you don’t.
Izaak usually naps close to me…although maybe not so much when I start taking photos of him.
Alfred tends to nap on the sofa with Zak on the sofa.
Freddy is a simple cat with simple needs.
Mostly, he just needs a good place to nap.
Angel loves the little brown bed.
She naps in it almost everyday.
Even though a certain Singapura tries to nap in there with her.
Meanwhile, Lorelai has discovered the radiator bed.
She spends a lot of time there.
Can you blame her? It’s comfy and it’s warm.
Who wouldn’t want to nap in a warm radiator bed, though, right?
Last, but obviously not least, we have Jacoby. He loves to sleep on our bed.
He usually digs himself a nest under our comforters…but today he decided to nest on top of the blankets.
Even so, he usually sleeps on my side of the bed. How does he know that?
It’s always a huge event in our house when I cut up meat.
It’s one of the best ways to get all five of them together.
They are so fascinated by it…and of course, hopeful for a scrap or two.
It’s a bit like feeding a tank of piranhas, to be honest.
Cats – at least Abys and Singas – swarm.
Alfred is at his most athletic when there’s raw meat involved.
But still photos cannot capture the mayhem properly…so here is a little movie Björn made of the Famous Hellqvist Dancing Cats. Click the image to view it in Flickr.
On Thursday, I posted about our early Thanksgiving goose. But I saved the best part for today…and of course, the best part of any bird is the neck! Usually, I bake it alongside the bird and eat it myself as a snack. But since Izaak loves his chicken necks so much, I decided to let him have the goose neck.
I know these photos are blurry, but look how excited he is!
The neck was nearly as long as he is!
Lorelai and Alfred were very interested in the neck, too.
Rory was willing to dance for it!
It’s hard to see in the photos, but Zak is really pulling on the bone! He’s like a little terrier.
He’s growling, too.
The growling got louder when Freddy couldn’t stand it any more and hopped up on the counter to get closer to the meat.
You have to admire Freddy’s chutzpah, though…despite the growling from the little Singa, he still tried to take the neck.
Finally, I cut off a small piece of the neck and gave it to Zak.
I always give him his neck in the house, so he can eat them without being bothered by the others…and also so it doesn’t get dragged all over the house.
However, it turned out that, excited as Zak was about the prospect of the neck…he doesn’t like goose necks. So, when I opened the house to let him out, Rory stole the neck…
…and proceeded to eat it in the living room.
So much for not having raw meat dragged all over the house, eh?