Yesterday, Facebook reminded me of the time we got bored at a cat show and put some of the hair I had groomed off Jacoby and put it on his head.
After I did that, we noticed that the pile of hair on Jake’s bore a striking resemblance to a certain American president.
Especially from the side.
Jake was always such a good sport…
…and he really could rock anything he wore, too. I miss that.
Imma just leave this here…
Yesterday, I posted about the Boston St. Patrick’s Day parade being cancelled. That’s not the only thing cancelled. The Scandinavian Winners Show, which was to be 25-26 April, was declared cancelled on Wednesday.
When I went to the Winners Show in 2018 with Logan, I didn’t fully appreciate what a truly big deal it was. I mean, I knew it was special, and you had to qualify to enter, but I didn’t really get how important it is. Cats who win BIS in the Winners Show get to add the letters SW to their titles. It matters. CFA has nothing like that, where you can earn a title in a single show.
It started to sink in on the second day. There was no judging, just awarding. People dresssed up in their national colours and it felt like a party.
But one of the best things was that our friend Stellan’s Singapura, Chi, won! Now he is SW S*Kustens Chi Sarà Con Te.
He’s also a little doll.
The timing wasn’t right to go to the Winners Show last year when it was held in Turku, but we were excited to go to this year’s show in Norway. Timing was good, the location was good…and it would have been my first time travelling to Norway! But there is a teeny-tiny silver lining…Next year’s Winners Show will be in ÖREBRO! Our favourite showhall and everything! Hopefully this virus will be managed by then.
That’s not all. CFA’s President has announced that, after the Crab and Mallet show in Baltimore this weekend, the CFA show season is over. It usually ends on April 30th.
You may recall I got to visit this show once as a spectator; it’s a wonderful show in a great location. And I got to meet the Mooners! This year, however, spectators are not allowed. Only exhibitors and judges will be allowed in the show hall.
Boston’s St. Patrick’s Day parade has been cancelled out of concern for COVID-19. This is the first time in 26 years the parade has been cancelled. The city of Boston is also postponing the Boston Marathon next month and even the Red Sox spring training and regular season will be delayed.
I went to my first parade when I moved to Boston in 2000, and stood in front of what at the time was a vacant building. Little did I know that I would eventually live in that very building!
Naturally, St. Patrick’s Day and the parade was a big part of Jacoby’s life. Our apartment overlooked one of the staging areas, and Jake loved to watch the activity below. His first St. Patrick’s Day, I got him a T-shirt from a shop in Faneuil Hall. What could be more Boston than that?
Later on, Jake added a shamrock tie and a Celtics jersey to his holiday wardrobe.
I had actually forgotten about this shamrock sun-hat. I think he only wore it that one time, just for photos.
He also had his shamrock patterned walking harness. When we lived on the 5th floor, we didn’t face West Broadway, so Jake and I would go downstairs to see the parade in person.
Angel, on the other hand, was content to watch the parade on television.
When we moved to the new apartment on the 4th floor, we could just watch the parade from our windows. I think Jake kind of missed going outside to experience it; Angel, meanwhile, was perfectly content watching the parade from our windows.
It’s a little surreal to think of the parade just not happening. I mean, they even held it the year we had the record snowfall! Okay, it wasn’t as bad as in my cartoon, but it did snow on the day of the parade!
The last year we lived in Boston, we just watched it from the windows again. Now, though, I kind of wish we’d gone downstairs.
I’m pretty sure Angel wishes we’d gone downstairs, too.
In a way, it feels a little bit right, not having the parade the first year Jake isn’t alive for it.
Since Kalle’s birthday is today, and Björn’s birthday is the 10th, we generally celebrate them both together. Björn always makes the cake…and this year, he made a Coronavirus cake.
Kalle is is turning 17, so instead of candles, Björn put 17 gumdrop Coronaviruses on the cake instead. Because, you know…blowing out candles would spray germs all over the cake, right?
Izaak says, “Really? A Coronavirus cake? Do you really think that’s appropriate?”
Björn did a really good job on the viruses, though.
Lorelai wanted some of the viruscake.
“Look, mom! I am washing my hands and everything!”
“What do you mean, NO?” Rory is channelling her inner Abernathy here.
In no way related to the Coronavirus, but oddly apropos, my birthday gift to Björn was a Swiss Army gas mask from WWII. I ordered it in December (after getting him a Swiss Army pair of snow goggles for Christmas from the same seller), way before we knew about the pandemic.
Björn was pleased with his gift.
…and then he started posing with props.
Emma was really happy to get to spend time with the cats.
Happy birthday, Kalle and Björn!
There were many factors that kept me from posting for the year and a half after moving to Sweden. One was, of course, the predictable shock of moving to another country with another language. But something happened in November of 2016, after I had been in Sweden not even five months.
American non-voters disappointed the world. I am, officially as an ex-pat, a Massachusetts resident, I vote as a Massachusetts resident, and Massachusetts is the bluest state in the USA. Elizabeth Warren is my homegirl.
Needless to say, I have been appalled at what has been happening in the US since last November, and for several month I spent most of my computer time reading the news instead of working on photos for my blog.
So, when I groomed Jacoby at a cat show and had some leftover hair…I decided to use it to make a point. Or something.