Aby-a-Day – 8 January: The weather outside is…not that frightful, actually

Here in Skövde, there hasn’t been much snow (especially compared to back in Boston)…but here is Alfred observing his very first snowfall.

Aby-a-Day – 7 January: Brothers from another mother (Cinema Sunday)

Alfred had three sisters and a brother in his litter. He was, quite literally, never alone as a kitten.


Even before he was born, they were their own gang of five (Click for video).




He always had at least one littermate around to play with, eat with, sleep with…everything with.


Logan had just one sister, but they were always together, too.


They were really sweet together with Naina (Click for video).

Freddy came home with us on 6 June, and then I picked Logan up on 11 June, five days later. Even though he rode the train back with us and Jacoby, I am sure Freddy was pretty lonely for those five days.


Freddy and Jake were right there to meet Logan the moment I unzipped the carrier.


Freddy was quick to introduce himself to the newcomer.


This was Freddy and Logan the first night Logan moved in.


This was the next morning.




Three days later, they were playing together as though they had known each other their entire lives!


Not only playing…


…but sleeping together, too!



Here are a couple of short videos of the two together. They really love each other! I can’t imagine having one without the other (Click for videos).

Aby-a-Day – 5 January: “Balls flying all over the place!” (Friday Flashback)

On 20 September, Alfred was neutered. He was showing signs of…well, feline masculine maturity. Playfights with Logan ended up with Freddy on top, grabbing Logan’s scruff and treading his back feet…yeah, I called the vet when I saw that and made him an appointment to get snipped.

Of course, that reminded me of snippings past…


When Gun-Hee was neutered, he came home and was completely…unaffected.


I was trying to take photos of him, but he insisted on playing with the cord on my camera.


This is a boycat who has just had his berries picked. But you would never know it to look at him!


It was pretty much the same story when Jacoby was neutered. According to Dr. Natalie, as soon as he came out of the anaesthesia he started demanding to be fed with a rather strident meow.


He also insisted to be let out of his carrier so he could run to our apartment.


Yeah…losing the family jewels isn’t much of a thing with Abys, it seems.

The same day that Freddy had his surgery, I was readmitted to the hospital for another surgery on my hand, so I didn’t get to see how he handled his post-op care. So Björn sent me this message which prompted this conversation:

B: If Freddy is affected by the neutering, he’s hiding it awfully well

K: Still growling?

B: Nope. Just his usual hyperactive self

K: Jake was completely unaffected, too. He also shouted the place down for food as soon as he woke up.
Did you see the after care instructions?

B: Yeah
“Put him in a dark and quiet room the first day”… He would want to get out of it in five minutes!

K: Less if there was no food.
I always let them do what they want, as long as it’s not sit in dirt…or a fireplace. Pezza (a cat I had in junior high school) did that when he was neutered and he got infected.

I’m sorry I missed it.


This is the only post-neutering photo I have of Freddy…but you can see what I mean. Abyssinians don’t seem to be much affected by getting neutered.

(…And pay no attention to the Singa in the back who’s thinking, “Nyah nyah! I get to keep mine!”)