This is the set of scenes of Ron going “off the grid” that lead up to my little project.
The other day when we went outside, I found someone’s old prismatic New Year’s Eve hat from 2017 (it was written inside the brim; I’m not psychic).
Izaak was the first to investigate it.
And when I say he investigated it, he thoroughly investigated it.
I am not sure what his final analysis was.
Next up to check out the hat was Lorelai.
Big brother Alfred swooped in to protect Rory if there had proved to be a threat.
All three cats seemed perplexed by the silly hat.
Later on, they simply ignored it as Zak started to stalk and chase Rory.
They sped past it like it was just another tree or bush.
In case you’re wondering, Zak caught her.
This weekend is one of Sweden’s two most important holidays: Midsommar, which celebrates the Summer Solstice.
Much like Jul, the Winter Solstice celebration, the main celebration is on the day before the actual holiday. This year, Midsommmarafton is today.
One of the Midsommarafton tradition is the making and wearing of flower crowns. You may recall last Midsommar, when everyone modeled a silk flower crown.
So, the other day when I was outside with the cats, I sat on the lawn and made a little daisy chain with some buttercups woven in for more colour. Izaak came over to see what I was doing.
I posted the top photo on this IS an airport, please announce your departure: aeroplane ear posting, and it’s even more popular than the one of Zak with Alfred! I posted the top photo 18 hours ago…and there are 2058 reactions!
And, oh…the comments! This one in particular really got me, because I just started watching Parks and Recreation a month or so ago.
This was my response…I love Ron Swanson.
(Editor’s note: Since this is a public Facebook group, I didn’t block out the names on the screenshots in this post. If you want your name blocked out on my post, please comment and I’ll edit the photo. But if you are here from the Earplane group…thanks for all the love this week! I really needed it!)
It’s been snowing off and on since last weekend.
Yesterday, it was a little bit warmer than most days, so I let her out for a little run. The minute she was out the door, she had launched herself into the snow.
It was deeper than she is tall, but she didn’t mind.
If anything, she reveled in it. She dug holes, ran around like a crazy thing, and generally had a blast.
I have to apologise for the darkness…it was close to sunset when she went out.
She’s such a little thing, and her coat isn’t very heavy, but she doesn’t seem to mind the cold at all if it means she can be outside. I have a coat for her, but I doubt she would wear it.
Rory wasn’t the only one who went outside. Alfred and Jacoby went outside as well. They mostly stayed on the cellar windowsills and the mostly snowless front step, just like last time.
Maybe I should have named her Elsa instead of Lorelai, since the cold never seems to bother her…
She just loves to explore outside no matter what the weather.
But somehow snow seems to be particularly exciting.
Maybe it’s the fact that all the things she usually sees outside are covered up. She also loves to play in and underneath our comforters, so she has a fondness for things under covers.
More snow has been falling all day today, so I hope to take her out again tomorrow.
It’s common in Sweden for apartment complexes to have several rug-beating frames so that residents can beat their carpets.
We have one right outside our apartment, and of course Lorelai had to jump up to the top of it.
She was walking the galvanised steel tightrope walk pretty well there for a while…
…but it just takes one misstep.
…and then your paws don’t behave…
…and after that, the rest of your paws second-guess themselves…
…and once that happens…
…yeah, you’re gonna fall.
So the art is in falling gracefully. Or at least, non-embarrassingly…
“Okay, so…that was fun. Now what?”