When Izaak decides he wants to nap somewhere…
…He naps there.
Regardless of whether or not someone else is already napping there.
There’s this one old cat tree is especially popular for some reason.
Dashiell has taken a liking to sleeping in the cat bed in that tree.
And because Dash wants to sleep there…so does Zak.
And when Izaak wants something…he usually gets it.
Whether you want it or not…if a Singapura wants to cuddle with you, you CUDDLE!
I just want to feature Izaak today. He is my constant little buddy; as I am typing this he’s sitting next to me on the sofa. I think he is trying to fill the hole Jacoby left when he died.
He has the funniest run. And he doesn’t walk…he trots with a swagger.
He loves to sleep under the blankets with me.
I think it started the first time we met.
We bonded over the crazy trip from Stockholm back to Skövde.
He slept on my lap the whole ride home.
Look at him looking at me on his first night here.
He helped me pack for Lorelai’s first cat show (he couldn’t go because he hadn’t gotten his Swedish pedigree yet).
He started in on his chicken necks before he even had his adult teeth!
Zak loved running outside right from the start.
He charmed the judges at his first show.
He’s a stubborn, goofy, talkative boy. In typical Singapura fashion, he’s decided who his person his and there’s no arguing with him.
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.
Izaak has two brave brothers and a daring neice, so he has bravery running through his veins.
And Zak is brave! The other day when we were outside, our upstairs neighbours were unpacking their car…and Zak just hopped right into Bruno’s doggy pen in the back! If ate dry food, he probably would have eaten that, too.
Izaak loves his Ikea mice, but he also loves his Ikea rats.
The other day, he wanted us to throw him his rat instead of one of his mousies.
Which, when thrown, were dutifully returned.
Eventually, though, the whole “throw, fetch, repeat” theme didn’t seem to matter so much on the “throw” part of the scenario as far as Zak was concerned.
I guess he thought that if he killed the rat ahead of time, he wouldn’t have to fetch it and bring it back?
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.
Björn took these photos while I was sleeping…
These were actually taken after we rushed Jacoby to the hospital…but never brought him home.
Izaak was sleeping on me exactly the way Jake used to do.
It’s almost like Zak knew what was going to happen before the rest of us did.