Yesterday, I went to see my tattoo artist, Linus, about my next tattoo…Jacoby’s memorial. I had settled on two photos of him that I love. One is the almost iconic photo of him in the snow, wearing his amazing United Bamboo fishtail parka. I absolutely love this photo. It is the epitome of Winter Jake.
But I also love this photo of Jake on the 4th of July in a bunch of pink flowers in our favourite little grassy spot behind the welders’ next to Rolling Bridge Park. It’s just…the perfect photo of Summer Jake.
I couldn’t decide (I was thinking maybe both of them blended), so I left it up to Linus. And he thought the best tattoo would be…
Winter Jake!! I’ll make the appointment sometime next month.
Lorelai has never met an enemy. She likes dogs, people, and other cats.
She’s always happy to encounter our upstairs neighbour, Markis.
Markis, as you can see in this video, isn’t really interested in playing with her.
Later on, she tried again.
This time, Markis started to run away from her instead of holding his ground again.
…At least Rory got a game of chase out of the deal.
As I posted yesterday, Lorelai loves to run, and when she does, she practically flies. She is incredibly graceful, sleek and aerodynamic.
…Izaak…not so much.
He can get up some momentum when he gets going, but look at the concentration on his face. It’s not quite as effortless for him as it is for Rory.
Zak kind of bobs along like a three-day old helium balloon.
It’s almost as if his back half goes faster than his front half.
It’s really adorable to watch.
Still no matter how he tries, he’s just not built for speed the way Rory is.
Lorelai loves to be outside where she can run free. At times, she very nearly becomes airborne!
Part of the reason we’ve been training Rory and Izaak to go outside offleash but stay close to us is because we would like to take them out with us when we run simple errands, like taking out the trash.
That way, they get to go outside and run around, we get to take out trash and have fun with our kitties. Win-win, really.
Especially for Rory. When she runs, joy radiates off of her.
She truly is happiest when she is galloping at full tilt.
She really does almost become airborne when she runs!
This is one case where youth is not wasted on the young. Rory is savouring every second of her age and abilities.
Zak, whilst being a little more earth-bound than Rory, still has his moments…as you will see tomorrow.
Ten years ago tonight, Jacoby Ellsbury did more than juststeal home against the Yankees at Fenway Park on ESPN’s nationally-televised Sunday Night Baseball…he also gave my 12-day old ruddy kitten his name.
We had been discussing names for the kitten, and my ex wanted to call him Jake. I thought that was a little too Cat From Outer Space (You know, like naming a Collie “Lassie” or naming a Siamese “Pyewacket,” “Tao,” or “D.C.” But the moment I saw Ellsbury steal home…I knew what the kitten’s name would be. But, as I explained, I did not name my Jacoby after the player. I named him after the amazing thing that player did that time because someday he’ll probably betray us…but that thing he did will never not be awesome. And, sure enough…in 2014, Ellsbury did precisely that: he joined the Yankees!
But back to happier times. For the 2011 April Fool’s Day post, I put Jake together with the real Jacoby, playing a little ball.
Then, in 2012 the Improper Bostonian Jacoby Ellsbury on its cover of the end of March/early April issue. How could I resist?
It would have been fun to, just once, have the human Jacoby meet the feline Jacoby…
So, I got a phone call today from Anicura.
Jacoby’s ashes are ready for me to pick up.
We’re going to go pick him up on Tuesday, because Björn has the day off. But I did find the perfect urn to put him in…and some of his ashes will be sent back to Boston to be snuck into and scattered in Fenway Park.