We have some sheepskin circles on our sofa cushions, because they look nice and they happened to be the exact same colour as the sofa. Then, when Björn’s mother died, we got a grey sheepskin patchwork square. We keep it at the end of the sofa, and the cats like to nap on it.
He’s got a different relationship with the sheepskin square.
He likes to randomly attack it and kick its guts out.
But look in the background, at Lorelai.
Look at Rory, flying over the sofa and Zak’s battle with the sheepskin square.
Did that just happen?
Hm. Well. Back to grooming and fighting with the sheepskin square, then.
Angel has sort of claimed the top of the cat tree as her own, but as I have previously posted, Izaak has been challenging her for control of the top. But a new challenger approaches: Lorelai. Seems she was napping on the top of the cat tree when Angel wanted to be up there.
But whilst Angel is attempting to deal with Rory, a complication presents itself…
…Dashiell got up on the tree, too.
I don’t think Dash realised what he was getting into.
I think he thought he was just getting on the cat tree to play with Angel and Rory.
I think he was wrong. Angel was determined to oust Rory from the top of the cat tree.
Using as much force as necessary.
Finally, Angel managed to evict Rory from the top of the cat tree.
(A close-up of the ousting.)
Rory’s disinvitation made Dash abandon the tree-ship as well.
Angel was careful to make sure that all the younger cats were well away.
Angel remains the Queen of the Top of the Cat Tree.
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.
I had intended a better post for today, but we’re all well knackered from the trip to the vet…wrangling five cats on the bus is exhausting! But I had ordered some prints of my recent art projects to send to my mom and dad in the States, and they came today, so I got them ready to mail them tomorrow. My mom hasn’t got a computer (well, she has, but it’s on dial-up and is still running Netscape, so…), and I don’t know if my dad still has his since he’s in assisted living.
Anyway, I put each set into a greeting card, and as always, I did a little cat sketch in each card. I had a certain cat in mind on each sketch…can you tell who I drew?
Tomorrow is our annual vet visit. Luckily, I was able to schedule it for a day Björn is off from work this time, so hopefully I won’t have as many problems on the bus as I had last year.
Mentally preparing for the visit, I’m trying to think of the things we’ll have to discuss tomorrow. I know that everyone needs at least one vaccination (either rabies or FVRCP). Nobody has any major issues; their weights are all good, their teeth and ears seem fine, and theire’s no diarrhea or anything like that. Angel, who will be 13 in a couple of weeks(ish), is pretty healthy for her age. Her weight has been stable and she’s quite active. Her eye seems to be the same as ever, and apart from her having lost that tooth, bringing her down to two, she seems to be in perfect health.
Alfred is probably overweight. Last time I weighed everyone, he was 5.1 kg (11.25 lbs), and he looks heavy. He’s also been wheezing and coughing, so he may have asthma after all.
Izaak and Lorelai are fine, but I have questions about their fertility and birth control. I am wondering if Zak’s Suprelorin chip is wearing off, and if he should get another one of if he needs to be neutered. I hope he can get another chip; I wanted to show him as long as I could as a Champion before going to Premiership…but the pandemic is making that difficult. As for Rory, she should not be on the pill too long, and she will be meeting a nice young boycat later this summer. Depending on how that litter goes, we may have one or two more, but it’s definitely something to discuss for with the vet.
As for Dashiell, he’s a healthy horse of a year old cat. He’s a little goofy, and still a bit skittish; I would like them to check his teeth because he doesn’t let me get a really good look at them, but apart from that, I don’t think he’s going to need much attention tomorrow.
We’ve trained Alfred, Lorelai and Izaak to come along with us when we take out the garbage and recyclables.
And they know, when we let them out when we’re carrying bags, that we’re not just “going outside,” but we’re going out to the bins. These three all know how to walk home from the bus stop from vet visits, and the bins are just next to the bus stop.
They love it…and they do know the difference. Dashiell hasn’t had enough practice outside to do this…and Angel is happier at home.
Rory so loves to run free outside. I say she is the very embodiment of joy when she runs.
Sometimes, she even climbs trees!
Here’s the video I made on the way back (note the Swedish social distancing).
This afternoon we had a freak hailstorm.
Alfred was fascinated – he leapt to the top of the balcony door to watch it! I don’t think he’s ever seen hail before.
It built up quite quickly on the balcony windowsill and railings.
Lorelai also wanted to see the hail from the top of the door.
I scooped up some of the hail so Freddy could look at it close up.
“That…that’s what was falling from the sky? Little ice balls?”
I am not sure why he was so puzzled by the hail. He’s seen snow plenty of time.
Rory hopped down from the door to look at the hailstones.
“Check this stuff out…it’s awesome!”
Freddy still seemed amazed at the fact the hail came from the sky.
Meanwhile, Rory examined the tiny ice balls.
“What is this magical ice, Mom?”