As you probably remember, four years ago this month, Jacoby, Angel and I moved to Sweden.
The movers came on 31 May. Angel was remarkably chill.
The movers coming in and packing everything up didn’t faze her one bit.
Jake, of course, was very helpful.
Tessie wanted to keep the scratching posts.
But mostly, the Abys just napped whilst the movers worked.
I was quite impressed watching the movers watching the movers wrap up the big cat tree.
A week and a half later, it was our turn to go.
We travelled to Sweden on IcelandAir, which requires all animals to travel in a designated animal area in the cargo hold due to Iceland’s quarantine laws. I was lucky enough to see Angel and Jake’s carrier transferring to our plane during the layover.
We arrived in Sweden just fine.
And we made it home to our apartment in Skövde. And here we are, four years later, living our happily ever after.
Well…except we no longer have Jake…but still.
This morning, Facebook reminded me of the creation of the Frankentree that we keep on the balcony.
Angel loves sunning herself on there.
But then, she liked it before it was upgraded.
Alfred and Jacoby were also ond of the Frankentree…
…although it was a bit awkward when Freddy tried to nap in the cubby.
Logan loved the Frankentree.
But Angel and Lorelai continue to be the biggest fans of the Frankentree.
Although Angel doesn’t seem to enjoy sharing it with anyone.
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.
Gun-Hee loved chasing his tail. I posted a video of him chasing it in 2007, and then, a few months later, I posted a
“non-video” version of him chasing his tail.
Later, I took my three favourite shots…
…separated them from their background…
…and made a sort of action-collage of the three.
I was so proud of this at the time, I even put it on a T-shirt…but looking at the original PSD file…YIKES! Those edges are so bad! I guess I have learned a thing or two in 13 years.
10 years ago today, I posted this photo of Jacoby’s amusing leggie pose.
But what I never posted was a Picasso-inspired artistic version of this photo. So, here it is.
I am not sure where it came from, exactly, but a while ago I discovered a short little video my ex took with his iPhone. It’s just Angel being cute, kneading a blanket on the sofa in our old (tiny) apartment, with a cameo by Jacoby.
It seems to have been taken around the same time as the other photos in this post, sometime between January and March 2011.
Jake would have still been recovering from his escalator incident when these were taken; he and Angel were getting along fairly companionably, too.
Here they are on Valentine’s Day 2011. Two weeks later, Jake would be going to his first cat show…where I met my friend Meg, as it happens.
In any case, here’s the little blast from the past I found on a random jump drive. Click on the image to view it in another tab.
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.