Aby-a-Day -18 March: “If you gaze long into an Abyssinian, the Abyssinian also gazes into you” (Swedish Sunday)

This is another post written by my husband, Björn. While Björn has had cats most of his life, he never lived with Abyssinians before…


Before Jake and Angel moved in, the most active cat I had lived with was Olivia (1999-2010), the small tortie shorthaired Norwegian Forest cat mix. She was pretty talkative and active, annoying and fun (usually at the same time). Still, she was nothing compared to cats like Jake, Angel, Alfred and Logan.


Other cats I had met, like those of friends, were pretty sedate, just like my own old cat, Pyret. Some hid under the sofa and refused to come out when I was visiting, others were just furry couch potatoes. I had met Jake and Angel in Boston in 2015, and had seen their antics during our FaceTime sessions before Koshka moved here. I thought I was prepared…


18 June 2016. Two cats are let out of their travel cage and explore their new surroundings. Soon I’ll learn what it means to live with Abys. While Angel is more like a regular cat as long as there’s no meat involved, my old Pyret was the opposite to Jake.


Active, attention-seeking and affectionate (usually), the claim that Abys are the most dog-like of cat breeds is proven true.

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Did I say dog-like? Abys aren’t really like dogs, at least not at the dinner table. Dogs are usually well behaved and just sit there, with sad puppy eyes and whining, hoping for a scrap. Abys, on the other hand… Or paw.

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Living up to the epithet “grabby Aby”. Any plate within the reach of an Aby is fair game, and that reach is considerable. Turn your head for a couple of seconds, and that piece of chicken is gone. Don’t think that just because you’ve stuck your fork in the meat that it is safe.


The Aby looks at it and says: “Is that meat you have on your fork? Mind if I insert my head between your hand and mouth and take it?”


It was rubbing off on my old cat, too. OK, she always had a thing for shrimp off my pizza, but she began to join the other four-legged (or rather two-armed) pests when we had a meal.


She wasn't as aggressive as the Abys, though. The young boys – at least Freddy – have adopted the bad habits of their elders, but that was just a matter of time…


Still, I wouldn’t trade it for anything else. Living with Abys and a Singapura is a whole new experience, and I would never consider one of those decorative but passive breeds that might score first prizes at shows, but which are about as fun as a plushie. With Jake, Angel, Freddy and Logan around, there’s almost always something happening.

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Contrary to what uneducated people think, cats have personalities, and with their intelligence and activity, I would say that Abys are among the most personable of all breeds. That helps now, when my Pyret passed away two weeks ago. To have the other cats around have made the loss a little bit less painful. A home without a cat isn’t a real home.

Aby-a-Day – 17 March: My goodness, my Guinness (Silly Saturday)

At this local pub we go to for book club meetings and the occasional pub quiz was festooned with these silly Guinness pint glass St. Patrick’s Day floppy hats when we were there last Thursday. Of course, we had to snag one to show the LunaTicks. It turned out to be just the boys…Angel, sagely, made herself scarce.


Logan was in his favourite brown nest bed and I couldn’t drag him out just for some silly photos. So, I just put the hat on his bed. I think he liked it.


When Alfred came into the room, I moved the hat to our tree stump cat tree.



He was actually a little afraid of it.


He’s usually so brash and fearless, it was highly amusing to watch him be so wary of a new thing.


I tossed it on the floor, and I think for a second he wondered if it was alive.


He examined it thoroughly, inside…


…and out.


Then I did that slightly mean thing that all cat people do…I made the “Pssssst! sound and he jumped back.


Which actually might be a good thing. Maybe I can put it on places I don’t want him to go.


Jacoby, on the other hand, was unfazed…or should I say, unfezed?


This is Jake’s 8th St. Patrick’s Day, of course, and he used to live at Ground Zero for the legendary Boston St. Patrick’s Day Parade. I guess it’s all old hat to him.


Meanwhile, Logan came out of his bed and joined us on the sofa. I came up for a different way for him to “wear” the hat.


I’m not sure if he liked it or not. With that face, it’s hard to tell sometimes.


Okay, then. Guess he didn’t like it. Well, St. Patty’s Day isn’t really a thing in Sweden anyway, apart from some bars.

Aby-a-Day – 14 March: Wordless Wednesday (Philadelphia)

















Aby-a-Day – 11 March: Birthdays, party of three (Swedish Sunday)

The beginning of March is a big deal chez Hellqvist. Not only is it the anniversary of Björn writing the letter to me that started all this Swedish stuff, it is also Kalle’s, Logan’s and Björn’s birthdays.


All in a row like that, too. Kalle’s is the 7th, Logan’s is the 9th, and Björn’s is the 10th. In fact, Logan’s birthday is one of the “signs” that lead us to getting him.


Usually, Björn makes a fabulous cake, but then, we usually have a big party with all the family over for dinner. Since we had a quiet birthday weekend at home this year, Björn bought a ready-made prinsesstårta instead.


After the candles were blown out, Logan wandered into the kitchen, so I snapped some photos of all the birthday boys.


Logan was interested in the cake…but Singapuras aren’t as food-obsessed as Abys are.

Sidenote…Ha! I just noticed that prinsesstårtor are the same colour as our boiling kettle!


When it was time to cut the cake…guess who came in to co-opt Logan’s share?

And yes, you know Jacoby, the baked-goods-lover, actually ate some of the cake!

Aby-a-Day – 9 March: Happy first birthday, Logan!

Today is Logan’s first birthday!


I made Logan the same cat food cake that I made Alfred for his birthday last month, except this time I added Swedish caviar to the corners.


Never having had a birthday cake, Logan was a little intimidated by the flame on the candle at first.



He quickly overcame his initial fears.


We have a show at the end of the month, so I had to be careful he didn’t singe any whiskers in his enthusiasm.


I gave him a little bit, even though it wasn’t mealtime.


He enjoyed it thoroughly.


After the cake came his present. I got him a Little Live Pets Ladybug with Baby.


They’re kind of like Hexbugs but shinier and cuter.


Of course he liked it! What cat wouldn’t?

Aby-a-Day – 8 March: Bedtime rituals

A couple of weeks ago, our friend Summer posted about her bedtime rituals, and it looked like it would be a fun thing to post about, so here we go.


We don’t really have rituals, per se, but Jacoby always sleeps in bed with us. Sometimes Alfred joins us.


And before Logan became a man, as it were, he would sleep with us, too.


I think he really misses it. He is a great cuddler.


Jake may not always get along with Freddy and Logan, but the bed is his place, and he tolerates them when we’re all in bed. I’ve even caught Jake cuddling with Freddy!



But I think Jake is happiest when he has the bed all to himself. With or without me.


When he has to share, he has to be ON me.

Aby-a-Day – 7 March: Goodbye, Pyret (Wordless Wednesday)