I honestly don’t know how this can possibly be a comfortable way to sleep. And yet, Lorelai sleeps like this a lot.
She also sleeps with her eyes a little bit open sometimes. That’s just creepy.
Since moving to Sweden and becoming the eldest female in the house, Angel has become very comfortable and secure in the house.
She has several favourite spots, and one of them is the IKEA cat bed at the end of the sofa.
She loves to sit there whilst I am doing things on my computer.
However, when she yawns…
…she shows off the fact that she only has one tooth in her head!
The other morning, I woke up to this.
Izaak just sitting in his cat bed, on his baby blanket, chilling.
It was really funny…and not a little surreal.
Zak sat that way for a really long time, too.
Just contemplating himbs peets.
Apparently, they were very interesting that morning.
Suddenly, Zak started to aggressively groom his tailtip.
Lick, lick, lick…
…lick…oops, almost lost it!
Take that, tail!
Zak was very thorough.
..Zak was done.
Singapuras, having American Burmese in their ancestry, are brachycephalic. They’re not as bad as, say, Persians and Exotics, but it’s there.
With Izaak, it doesn’t really cause any problems, except he gets black eye boogers pretty much every day.
Okay, so maybe it causes a little problem for Zak.
Because Zak hates having his eyes cleaned.
But he is such a good boy, all he does is push my hands away.
And he is wicked strong, too!
As I was cleaning his eyes the other day, I came up with a little song:
Hands…pushing hands…I don’t want…you to clean…my eyes
Don’t clean my eyes!
(Bom Bom Bom)
I like them just the way they are…
Or, if you prefer something a little more modern:
Don’t clean…Don’t clean my…
Don’t clean my eyes for me
And that, right there, is the Singapura Stink-Eye™!
So this happened today.
Angel was in her bed, and Izaak wanted to be in her bed. Look at her face. She knows she can’t do anything about it.
Although, Zak was in there very awkwardly. “Yes. I am very comfortable here. Why do you ask?”
I’m not sure which is funnier, the leg over Angel’s shoulders or the tail scarf.
They stayed this way for a long time, too. I think Angel doesn’t mind it as much as she pretends…
In the Abyssinian and Somali Facebook group I admin, every Saturday is Caturday, the day where people can post non-Aby/Somali cat photos. Every week, I make a fresh banner, featuring Izaak, that’s a different colour scheme so people can tell them apart.
Since this weekend is Easter, I added bunny ears on Zak’s head. I was pretty pleased to find a photo of a rabbit that was almost the exact same colour as Zak. I wonder if rabbits come in sepia?
When I did Alfred’s birthday photoshoot, I started out by myself (Kalle came and helped me later), so I was trying to manage the cake in one hand and the camera in the other…all whilst trying to keep Freddy from eating it before I could get the candles lit. This was an accidental shot, but I thought it was so cute the way Angel was patiently waiting for her snack, so I kept it.
Don’t worry, Angel. You’ll get some, too.
My friend (and Dashiell’s breeder) sent us some Christmas gifts. Among them was a simple wand toy with holographic tinsel.
I put it in a pencil cup. Lorelai really liked it.
Errr…maybe she liked it a little too much. But she’s proof that wand toys don’t need to have a human on the other end to be fun to play with.
As for the question on everyone’s mind…I still can’t tell if Rory is pregnant. Her nipples seem to say yes, but he isn’t showing anything yet. I am going to weigh her this weekend, so maybe that will give us a clue.
Seven years ago this Christmas, I found Bruce the Spruce, the plush Christmas tree who dances and sings Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree. We didn’t put up all our decorations last year, but we bought a new tree this year, and we brought up about half our decorations from the basement.
Bruce was one of the decorations. I don’t think Lorelai had seen him before.
I don’t think Izaak had seen him before, either.
Given his plushie obsession, Zak was fairly fascinated.
Or frightened. Could be either.
Nah…I’m going with fascinated.
Don’t stick your tongue out at Bruce, Izaak!
As you’ve seen this week, Dashiell is becoming increasingly comfortable with going outside, but he’s still rather easily startled.
The other day, Dash was standing out in the open on the lawn when Lorelai came speeding past him.
It happened so fast.
And then, in hot pursuit, Alfred came barrelling past.
Look at Dash’s body language. He’s completely thinking, “What just happened?”
Angel has sort of claimed the top of the cat tree as her own, but as I have previously posted, Izaak has been challenging her for control of the top. But a new challenger approaches: Lorelai. Seems she was napping on the top of the cat tree when Angel wanted to be up there.
But whilst Angel is attempting to deal with Rory, a complication presents itself…
…Dashiell got up on the tree, too.
I don’t think Dash realised what he was getting into.
I think he thought he was just getting on the cat tree to play with Angel and Rory.
I think he was wrong. Angel was determined to oust Rory from the top of the cat tree.
Using as much force as necessary.
Finally, Angel managed to evict Rory from the top of the cat tree.
(A close-up of the ousting.)
Rory’s disinvitation made Dash abandon the tree-ship as well.
Angel was careful to make sure that all the younger cats were well away.
Angel remains the Queen of the Top of the Cat Tree.
The last time I took the cats outside, one of the neighbour boys was fixing a toy car for his little brother out on the lawn.
He asked me if I had a 13mm socket wrench. I don’t use those, but I know Björn has them, so I told him to wait until he got home, which was only in a few minutes.
At that point, everyone else had gone inside, and only Alfred was still outside. When the boy went to chase after his little brother, I got an idea. It took a few tries to get Freddy to pose properly (again, I was really missing Jacoby)…
…But he finally figured it out.
As I posted last Sunday, Izaak and Angel’s cat tree battle has become an afternoon ritual.
Angel goes to hang out and chill on the top of the cat tree, Zak tries to unseat her, and she defends herself.
And she is 100% capable of defending herself. I mean, look at that hiss! She may have only two teeth, but this girl is FIERCE!
Angel has no problems keeping Zak in his place.
Zak attempts to take over the top again…
…but look at Angel’s cocked arm. She’s more than ready for him.
Zak makes one last half-hearted feint at Angel…
…and nearly falls out of the hole in the bottom of the house.
So, you may have noticed there’s a new social media challenge meme going around. Of course I had to do it…and of course, I had to do it with Jacoby. So…here you go: Jake’s profile photos on LinkedIn, Facebook, Instagram and Tinder.
Yesterday, I showed you the cat toys I found in London to bring back for the cats.
But what did the cats think of them?
I got our resident soft toy expert, Izaak, to examine them. First I gave him the Donald.
Zak really liked “killing” this toy…even before I had a chance to take it off the cardboard!
So what did he think of Donald when I took him off the card?
Yep, still good.
Putin was also a hit. Not as much as Donald, but still worthy of a solid kicking.
The Catmium credit card and the Catberry were…okay. Zak liked the card’s rattle.
But which was the “best” toy?
ALL of them, apparently! Although I think Zak’s favourite is Donald. The hair probably reminds him of his mousies.