This is really hard to write. I just found out this morning that my friend Pat died suddenly yesterday. Apparently, she’d had a bad fall a couple of days ago…and, something happened. Our friend Linda posted the announcement to the Singapura Facebook group we were all in.
Björn and I only met her in person, when we carried Logan’s mother, Naina, from Boston to Sweden after our wedding. I wish I had met her sooner; she lived in Cambridge and we could have hung out. But we were good friends online, and we had much in common besides cats. Last month, I sent her a copy of Hamilton, because she didn’t have Disney+, and I included a Trump catnip toy, which she loved. We were just chatting a week or so ago.
If it hadn’t been for Linda, Pat and Naina, I don’t I would ever have gotten a Singapura. I will miss her. My heart has joined the Thousand, for my friend has stopped running today.
These photos are from May 2017. Before Logan died, we had entered him in a cat show in Göteborg. Since we had already paid for the entry, we took Jacoby instead. But he was not allowed into the show because the entry staff misread his vaccination records (they said he wasn’t up to date on his jabs, but he was). It was the same trip where Jake explored Göteborg’s future.
So, we went for a walk around Göteborg with Jake. At Östra Larmgatan 13, we found an interesting black and white mural.
We were particularly enchanted by this cat surfing/skateboarding on a fish.
A while back, I signed up for a Kickstarter project for a supersonic litter box from a company in Poland. However, as sometimes happens, there have been some hiccups; this project was supposed to be finished in March, but now it’s projected to be ready to ship in December. I get it, stuff happens, but the company wanted to make it up to all the backers, so they offered us a free My Kotty scratcher. It’s a laminated cardboard scratcher, and I haven’t had many cats be interested in those…but hey, free 50€ scratcher in exchange for waiting 9 months? I can deal with that.
This all happened last week, and the scratcher arrived today (wicked fast!). Izaak immediately claimed it. I don’t know…maybe it’s a Polish thing.
Lorelai wanted to check out the scratcher, too.
Zak was having none of that, thank you very much.
He got out of the scratcher for a while, so I enticed him back with one of his mousies
That went well.
Then Dashiell came to check out the new scratcher.
Sniffing was okay…but when Dash tried to scratch it…
HOW ABSOLUTE DARE.
Dash seemed confused. “Zak, I thought we were friends!”
Then Rory attempted a sneak takeover of the scratcher.
She was fended off as well. It’s a lonely life, being the king of the new scratcher.
This week has been tumultuous for a number of reasons…not the least of which is, through a series of unfortunate events, I was banned from a Facebook Abyssinian group (without cause, but no matter)…and created a group of my own, of which I am the leader and head admin. Never having done anything like this before, it’s a bit…revolutionary. That I did it on Inauguration Day was particularly fitting.
So that happened. If my posts have been a bit patchy, that’s why. It’s a whole new world for me. It’s so much faster than a blog.
If you would like to join, search Facebook for the name (which is the title of this post), request to become a member, and answer the three questions. I still haven’t gotten the answer I was expecting for question #3.
Bernie loves him some Social Democracy, but maybe Sweden’s a little too far away for him to commute from his day job. Better keep him in New England. He seems like he’d enjoy Rolling Bridge Park. And if you were wondering what Bernie’s reaction is to all this, Seth Myers asked him about that, and here’s what he had to say.
Dashiell’s sister, Junie-Purr, had a singleton kitten five weeks ago. She was very sick with pneumonia during her pregnancy and needed emergency antibiotics. Then, suddenly, last Friday, Meg found Junie dead in her bed cuddling her kitten. She isn’t sure what caused it, as Junie seemed to be doing better, but she has sent Junie’s body to Tufts Veterinary for a necropsy to find out what happened.
Yesterday, Bugsie, Dash’s little niece, started refusing to eat.
Meg cuddled her and kept her warm and tried to get her to eat whilst watching the Inauguration.
Later in the evening, little Bugsie seemed to be perking up a little. She cuddled Meg and they watched the Inauguration Celebration together. Then they went to bed.
Unfortunately, this morning, little Bugsie was gone. She just wasn’t strong enough. Meg’s vet says it is likely she was damaged from the strong antibiotics the ER vets had to use to save her mother. Her little gut was not able to handle solid food, and her little bones were soft.
My heart has joined the Thousand, for my friend has stopped running today. Sleep well in Tuonela, dear, sweet Junie, with your beloved kitten Bugsie.
I have done a bunch of new ideas, but now it’s time to finish old projects. This sketch and ink from 2018really needs to be finished. I started today, and here is the base colour. Then my iPad needed charging…stay tuned.
When we were outside yesterday, I noticed that Izaak’s tree was looking pretty darn picturesque with all the snow and everything. Zak loves to pose in that tree, so I thought we’d have a little photo session.
I was right.
Since I lost Jacoby, Zak is pretty much my best poser. I can put him in his tree, and he’ll stay there and let me snap photos.
He really likes this tree. It’s just the right height, and it has a little spot between the branches that he feels quite comfortable in.
People were sledding down the hill, and Zak watched them from his vantage point.
For being an engineered purebred cat, he looks really natural in a snowy tree. I love the snow flakes frosting his fur.
I also love that I am reflected in his eyes.
After he got down from his tree. I made a little video of him walking back to our front door.
So, after the last two Wednesdays, there hasn’t been a whole lot to laugh about…but this meme resurrecting Smudge and the yelling woman, 2021-style, really did make me LOL. Just one thing bothered me about it…the crap Photoshopping. I knew I could do better.
Yep. I think that’s better. And, I learned a little bit more about painting realistic fur, touching up the “shaman’s” coyote-tail headdress.
Since I posted last week, we’ve had a bit more snow here. I took the cats outside again on Tuesday; it was actually rather warm and the snow was perfect and not too wet or icy.
Lorelai, of course, went pelting off into the whiteness.
The boys, however, were less enthusiastic (and yes, I made Dashiell come out with us).
Eventually, Alfred stretched his legs.
Dash even took a little walk around the building.
Rory, on the other hand, was playing with the snow.
She was having so much fun out there.
One cool thing happened, though. Watching Rory run, I saw some movement in the background. At first I thought it was Freddy, but it was a hare! I wish one of the cats had seen it, though. I’d love to see what their reaction would be!
A couple of weeks ago, I happened to see Men in Black: International on television. At the very beginning of the film, we see a cute little blue Terrantian in the lead character’s childhood bedroom. Molly helps the little guy escape from the Men in Black and as he leaves, he says something to her.
He was a stocky little guy with big, round eyes…so of course I had to draw Izaak as him.
I did most of the work on this in Procreate; just the background, signature and lighting effects were done in Photoshop. Playing with feathers was a lot of fun. Here’s the time-lapse of the drawing process for those who are interested (click on the image to watch in another tab on Flickr).