Aby-a-Day – 4 August: No allen wrench required (Silly Swedish Saturday)

Back in April, I posted about Malt, a Japanese Singapura who loves to drag his favourite toy all over the house.

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It seems Izaak and Malt have something in common.

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Zak absolutely LOVES IKEA mice and rats.

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LOVES them.

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He also loves to carry them around.

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We are always finding them in our bed.

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Apparently, this is the best place to play with them.

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It’s tempting to call his mousies his “friends,” but he doesn’t see them that way. When he picks them up, he tends to go for the backs of their necks. And then he shakes them. So…probably not friends.

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Whatever they are, he loves to carry them around the house.

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What’s funny is, we had a load of mice and one rat that lay around the house for over a year, because nobody ever played with them. The best they could hope for was to end up helping to bury the food bowls when Alfred was done eating. So now, whenever we go to IKEA, we of course have to get Zak some new mousies.

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The last time we went, we got one of each colour mice, plus a black and a grey rat. And a lion, because why not?

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Zak immediately decided he liked the big grey rat the best.

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He picked it right up and carried it off.

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He had a bit of a struggle with it on the balcony floor…

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…and then he carried it into the living room.

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His ultimate goal was this little tent we have set up in the living room.

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There was a little bit of distraction involving a brown mouse from an earlier IKEA trip.

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But in the end, Zak got his rat into his tent.

Aby-a-Day – 21 July: Our “Extra” cat (Silly Saturday)

Alfred is our “extra” cat.

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He’s not a rescue, like Angel.

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He’s not a show cat; he’s too dark a black silver and he has barring on his forelegs.

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So, if he’s not the “special” rescue Aby, and he’s not the therapy cat-life-partner Aby, and he’s not the European showcat Aby (or Singapura)…

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…who, or what, is Freddy?

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That’s easy.

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Freddy is our pioneer.

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Our clown.

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Our explorer.

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Our good guy who’s always there to take care of a new kitten. Freddy may seem “extra,” but he’s as important as any other of the cats in our home.

Aby-a-Day – 14 July: “But that’s life. One long tunnel. ” (Silly Saturday)

Back in my old apartment in Somerville,I had this aswesome floor-to-ceiling cat tree from Drs Foster and Smith, and it was well-loved by Harri, Patrick, Tessie, and Gun-Hee…but especially Kylie.

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Specifically, the fleece tunnel that hangs from the first level platform.

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Most cats want to go high, and eschew the low-hanging tunnel, but not Kylie.

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At the time, Kylie had a “knitten,” a little kitten that looked like her. It was her favourite toy, and she, of course, took it with her into the tree-tunnel.

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“Hey! Come back here and enjoy this with me!”

But after Kylie was young, the tree went into storage, and no cat got to climb it until we moved to Sweden, but even once we set that old tree up in Björn’s apartment, literally no cat used that tunnel…until Lorelai showed up on the scene.

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Rory discovered that tunnel and she owned it.
I know it’s not in focus, but this photo captures Rory’s joy within the tunnel.

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“Yay! Tunnel!”

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It’s so cute watching her loll about in that thing.

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I wonder if it’s a kitten thing? An adult cat can easily fit in the tunnel, but none ever lie in it.

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When Izaak arrived, he tried to share the tunnel with Rory.

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It was a bit crowded in there for the pair of them (look at Rory’s back foot!), but they made it work.

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For a while.

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Then Zak started to sort of ooze out the backside of it.

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Pretty sure he was pushed…

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…because a certain little girl seemed awfully proud of herself once she had the tunnel all to herself again.

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“…What? I didn’t do anything. He wanted to get down!”

Aby-a-Day – 26 May: I have no teeth and I must chew (Silly Saturday)

You may recall my post a while back about Alfred’s obsession with chewing. A favourite is rawhide sticks covered with dried lamb or duck, but I also give him Matatabi sticks and dried turkey feet (our kitchen floor looks a bit interesting). Well, now it’s become a kind of fad amongst the LunaTicks. Jacoby doesn’t really get why Freddy likes it so much, but he’ll steal the chewsticks or rib bones and gnaw on them anyway.

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But there’s one cat I never thought would jump on the chewing bandwagon.

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Angel.

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I mean, she only has THREE TEETH! But there she was, the other day, carrying one of Freddy’s chewsticks around the apartment and chewing on it when she felt safe to do so.

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Teeth or no, nevertheless, she persists.

Aby-a-Day – 12 May: Secure in his masculinity (Silly Saturday)

At a cat show raffle, we won a very soft, very fluffy, very pink cat bed. We just saved it in its original plastic packaging until we knew we were getting Lorelai. Her colour is red (as Angel’s is purple, Jacoby’s is green, and Alfred’s is black), but pink is a variation of red, so it works. Finally! A reason to use this fluffy, girly, pink bed! Rory!

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Except…not so much. The cat who likes the fluffy, pink cat bed most of all? Is Freddy.

I guess he is secure in his masculinity. Not that there’s anything wrong with that.

Aby-a-Day – 17 March: My goodness, my Guinness (Silly Saturday)

At this local pub we go to for book club meetings and the occasional pub quiz was festooned with these silly Guinness pint glass St. Patrick’s Day floppy hats when we were there last Thursday. Of course, we had to snag one to show the LunaTicks. It turned out to be just the boys…Angel, sagely, made herself scarce.

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Logan was in his favourite brown nest bed and I couldn’t drag him out just for some silly photos. So, I just put the hat on his bed. I think he liked it.

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When Alfred came into the room, I moved the hat to our tree stump cat tree.

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He was actually a little afraid of it.

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He’s usually so brash and fearless, it was highly amusing to watch him be so wary of a new thing.

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I tossed it on the floor, and I think for a second he wondered if it was alive.

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He examined it thoroughly, inside…

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…and out.

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Then I did that slightly mean thing that all cat people do…I made the “Pssssst! sound and he jumped back.

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Which actually might be a good thing. Maybe I can put it on places I don’t want him to go.

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Jacoby, on the other hand, was unfazed…or should I say, unfezed?

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This is Jake’s 8th St. Patrick’s Day, of course, and he used to live at Ground Zero for the legendary Boston St. Patrick’s Day Parade. I guess it’s all old hat to him.

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Meanwhile, Logan came out of his bed and joined us on the sofa. I came up for a different way for him to “wear” the hat.

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I’m not sure if he liked it or not. With that face, it’s hard to tell sometimes.

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Okay, then. Guess he didn’t like it. Well, St. Patty’s Day isn’t really a thing in Sweden anyway, apart from some bars.

Aby-a-Day – 10 March: Be careful what you wish for…(Silly Saturday)

Every time anyone goes in or out of the apartment, Jacoby is right there at the door, wanting to go out in the hall and, ultimately, outside.

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He pulled this, as usual, the other day while it snowing fairly heavily. So, okay, I thought…knock yourself out, buddy.

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He struck out valiantly.

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He clearly regretted his life choices almost immediately…but he wasn’t about to admit it.

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He always tries to find non-snowy surfaces to walk on when he’s out in the snow, but this time he was out of luck. There was very little snowless ground for his paws.

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He also didn’t enjoy the feeling of snowflakes falling on his fur.

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Hey, pal, don’t look at me. You wanted to go outside.

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The look on his face was so fraught with betrayal, I giggled endlessly. Which I am sure was not at all helpful in alleviating his mood.

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Finally he gave up and went back inside. Of course, the lesson didn’t stick. He tried to go out again when Björn came home later that same day. Sorry, Jake…snow doesn’t melt that quickly.