So the other day I walked into the kitchen, and the cabinet above the refrigerator, where we store the dry food we give Angel as a treat, was open. And the bag was…somehow…on the kitchen counter. Pretty sure it was Alfred, but he tried to frame Dashiell for the crime. For some reason, most of the photos I took were “Live Photos,” so here they are as a short YouTube video:
Lorelai loves to bury herself under our duvets.
And Izaak loves to attack the moving lump under the duvet.
It’s so funny to watch him stalk the lump.
I really should have made a video of this…it was so funny watching Zak try to predict where the lump would go next.
Alfred comes to try to help. Spoiler alert: He isn’t helpful.
By the time Dashiell shows up, Rory has admitted defeat and popped up from under the duvet.
Is it just me, or does Zak look disappointed?
They fall into some natural pairings: the two girls (Angel and Lorelai), the two (soon to be three) show cats (Izaak and Rory, plus Dashiell), the older two (used to be Jacoby and Angel; now it’s Angel and Alfred), the two neutered boys (Dash and Freddy), the two unneutered cats (Rory and Zak), the two youngsters (Rory and Dash), the two Americans (Angel and Dash), the two Swedes (Rory and Freddy)…it’s kind of fascinating to see how they align each other.
Angel was always bullied by Tessie, and Kylie would join in when she heard Angel scream at Tessie. She was always a bit nervous around Pyret, but since Pyret has left us and Angel became the senior female, she’s really come into her own.
Feeding five cats is tricky, but luckily, we have a lot of rooms. Freddy eats on his own, because he eats wicked fast and he’ll eat everyone’s food given half a chance. Dash and Zak eat together (in the winter, anyway) because Zak won’t steal Dash’s food, and Dash is preoccupied with his own bowl.
That leaves the two girls to eat together. And they do eat very nicely together. They are very companionable, sometimes switching bowls, but there is never an argument over dinner. Angel still doesn’t really cuddle or sleep with anyone (unless Zak insists), but she does seem to have forged a friendship with Rory.
Autumn in Skövde is beautiful.
The trees are easily as lovely as the trees in New England.
And the orange and yellow leaves carpet the lawn.
By October, Dashiell was confident enough outside to go offleash.
At first, he stayed close to the side of the building with Angel.
But then he got brave and started to explore. It was so heartening to see!
At one point, I was looking for Alfred and thought I saw him in the middle of the lawn.
But it wasn’t Freddy. It was a hare!
I tried to get both Dash and Freddy to notice it, to see what they’d do…but neither of them saw it. Too bad.
I guess Dash was too busy exploring!
Björn and I did the Pub Quiz last week (mainly because they’re having a 25% off food deal for members), and we did all right; we tied for third place. And we won paper plates (which is way more awesome than it sounds)!
But as always, the best part of Pub Quiz was the fact that they gave me a pencil, some paper, and waiting time between questions…and when I have that, I sketch cats.
We brought Dashiell home in mid-August, and we took him outside as much as we could before the weather turned too cold and the afternoons got too dark.
At first, of course, we started him out on a leash.
He soon learned to go outside without one.
But it was so cute to see him interact with Angel outside.
For several weeks after Dash joined our family, Angel looked at him like she’d seen a ghost.
With good reason.
Look at Angel with Jacoby, when he was the same age as Dash in these photos. No wonder she thought she was seeing a ghost!