Back on Leap Day, 2008, I posted photos of Gun-Hee leaping for Leap Year.
He was really great at jumping – and he could jump really high!
He was also really, really fast…
Abyfriend Wendy sent me a birthday package, but the best gift was a Yeowww! catnip fish.
It also just happened to arrive on Jacoby’s “gotcha” day, so I think he was expecting something in there for him.
He may be a mature five year old now, but he’s not above rolling around on the floor with a toy now and again.
He started out playing with it on the S-curve scratcher…
…but it managed to get away from him.
Luckily, Jake was able to recapture it.
He certainly gave it a good licking.
Yep. A really good licking.
I love the look Jake gets on his face when he’s nipped out.
I really wonder what they think about when they play with a catnip toy.
I never understand the whole “rubbing the toy on the head” thing, though…what’s that about?
Jake’s not the only one who does it. Kylie and Tessie, do, too, and Patrick was the king of rubbing his toys on his head.
This must be some seriously good catnip!
I mean, look at this face.
There was also some great Aby grabby hand action during this battle with the catnip fishy.
He was having so much fun.
The longer Jake played with it, however, the stronger it seemed to become. It was putting up quite the fight!
Whoops! It got away again!
Jacoby has a urinary crystal issue, and needs to eat special prescription UT food, which we get from Pet Food Direct.
When an order is delivered, it’s a big day in our house.
Jake always knows that it’s his food in that box. I’m not sure how he knows, but there’s something about the box that always alerts him.
And apparently he feels that it’s necessary to protect his food from any scavengers who might want to steal it.
You never know who could be lurking nearby waiting for their chance to snatch it away.
Oh oh! Here comes Kylie!
Sure, she seems completely uninterested in the contents of Jake’s box, but that could be part of her clever scheme.
Is she coming back?
Guarding one’s food is hard work.
Did someone say “Dinnertime”???
Jacoby has decided that the best way to ride in his stroller is to ride on his stroller.
He scootches forward so his front paws are on the “running board” over the front wheel while holding onto the front of the passenger area with his back toes.
Apparently, this is an awesome way to ride in the stroller. Who knew? He does this almost everytime we walk home fr0m a therapy visit at Tufts; he’s become very familiar with the route by now.
I think he enjoys being close to the ground.
Maybe it feels more like he’s running himself when he’s down there.
Or maybe he can smell things better. Who knows?
When he gets to a place he recognises and feels safe, he’ll step off the stroller.
And he’ll walk a little bit on his own.
When he gets tired of walking, the stroller is always there for him.
He can always just hop back in.
He’ll ride for a while in the seat the way he’s supposed to, but he’ll get back down when he feels like it again.
And just in case you think he only does this for a few seconds, I also shot a crappy video of him riding side-saddle:
That was just one minute! He’ll ride like this for a very long time.
He’s already figured out how to bust through zippers, to the point of him being able to even break through the clips we have to keep the zippers closed. I’m thinking I’ll need to use tiny padlocks now!
But in his show cage in Kenny Currle’s ring, Jake decided he did not want to be in the cage.
I think it was the open setting and the fact that he’d escaped once and ran up the stairs looking for the elevators.
The scary thing is, I think he’s starting to figure out how the show cages open.
After getting tired of just yelling his way out of the cage…
…he sat and thought about it a moment.
Then he started attacking the bottom of the door.
What worried me was that he seemed to be making some headway…literally! I shudder to think what he could accomplish with a rock hammer, a poster of Sparkle and a little time.
He also tried brute strength, rolling into the door.
It didn’t work…
…but that didn’t stop him from trying it again.
This approach was the most accurate. You have to sort of push the door over to release the hooks. Jake was definitely on the right track with this one.
Just check out the grabby Aby hands action!
A quick check to make sure no one is coming to stop him…
…and then right back to it!
I was starting to worry that he’d skin his nose on the wire bars of the cage. Fortunately, he didn’t.
When he was finally let out of the cage for his turn on the judge’s table, Jake was perfectly behaved.
He didn’t try to escape at all.
That escape attempt he saved for Lois Jensen’s ring!
Over hundreds of years of living indoors with humans, cats have learned a lot of things. Dealing with hardwood floors, however, isn’t one of them.
(Click cartoon to embiggen, or you can view all cartoons in Slideshow mode on Flickr.)
Sometimes, when you snap a photo, you don’t always get what you expected. Sometimes you get something better than you intended.
These are the sorts of photos you couldn’t take on purpose if you tried.
Some of these photos are from the 2010 backlog; all of them are pretty interesting action shots. They show cats in action in a way you see all the time when you live with them, but hardly ever manage to catch on film.
One very cool feature of my new camera is its “rapid fire” feature. It can take something like 12 shots in a second.
I tested it out on Jacoby, ever my willing subject:
I have dreams of making a flip book with a set of these sorts of photos. I tried it out yesterday with judges looking at cats in the rings, and also on a white ibis I saw in a parking lot. I haven’t had a chance to look at those photos, but I’ll bet I got at least a couple of keepers!
I’m actually in Florida right now. As a matter of fact, I did go to a cat show in Orlando today and met up with my friend Molly…but if you can believe it, there were NO ABYSSINIANS entered in the show! None at all! The entire Shorthair Premier class was only about 10 cats! It was crazy.
Still, there were some great cats. The Championship class had both a Cornish Rex and a Devon Rex in one final, and they were caged right next to each other so you could really see the difference between the two breeds. There were also two solid white Maine Coons, a male and a female, who pretty much made my argument for Kylie being a shorthaired Maine Coon and not, say, descended from American Shorthairs. I took a lot of photos with my new camera…but I haven’t had time to go through them yet.
So, here are some action shots of Angel, jumping…
These were practice shots using the flash and the diffuser I got. As a side note, Richard Katris aka Chanan was at this show, and I actually had time to to chat with him a bit. He looked at my camera and asked me about the viewfinder; I told him it was brand-new and handed it to him to see for himself. He actually gave me some pointers on how to test the viewfinder/flash for lag! I’ve met Richard a few times, now, and I’m starting to get over my fangirlishness to an extent, but I’m sorry: Having Chanan give you cat photography advice is kind of like having Leonardo Da Vinci give you lessons on brushstrokes.
I happened to catch Jacoby leaping over my head from the desk to the kitchen counter!
I can’t decide if I like it better in colour or black and white. They both have their merits:
There is a website, Pictures of Cats, which, as the name suggests, features photos of cat breeds and other aspects of feline husbandry. In an article on the website, Michael from London opines that this photo, by Helmi Flick is “perhaps the best Abyssinian cat photo” because “it is so active and dynamic.”
And he’s right. It is a great photo. It really does capture the grace and athleticism of the Abyssinian. But I have to counter with this photo taken last month by (who else?) Peter Hasselbom:
I would argue that this is the greatest Abyssinian photo ever taken. Not only does it capture that grace and that athleticism that Abys are famous for, but it also captures the goofy klutziness that lurks within. Because as graceful and agile as these cats are, anyone who’s ever lived with one knows that Abys are also silly clowns with feet that sometimes more faster than their brains at times.
What do you think? What’s your ultimate Aby photo?