When we went outside the other day, Alfred and Lorelai were a bit naughty and ran down the hill to the road and the houses.
He met a friendly Labrador; that’s why his tail is puffed up. I tried to get him to go back up the hill to the lawn.
Stay classy, Freddy.
Spoiler alert: He didn’t go back up the hill. These were taken before the fun and games with the lake and the geese.
Okay…maybe he’s not the poser Jacoby was. But he is rather photogenic.
…and this would be when he jumped down and went over to the lake. Brat.
I make a photo family calendar for my mom every year – that’s the only gift she really wants. May’s page is a collage of various cat show photos of Izaak and Lorelai.
Since I am reminded every day this month of the time Rory tried to nom her NOM rosette…I thought you should, too.
Today Björn and I went to Jönköping to collect Logan’s ashes.
His ashes came packed in a very nice cardboard box. They even put a little gold heart sticker on it. (It says “Contains wooden cremation urn” on the label.)
Of course, Alfred came to see what I was doing.
Is he looking up to StarClan to see if he can see Logan?
Inside the cardboard box was this little wooden urn. They put a label with Logan’s name on it. This seems to be the common urn for cat ashes in Sweden; both Pyret and Björn’s other cat, Olivia, have identical urns.
However, this little box is not Logan’s final resting place. I’ve ordered an absolutely brilliant little casket of oak and slate with his photo on it from an Etsy seller in the UK (that’s the proof of it above). You may remember my special welded urns for my Siamese boys, Harri and Patrick, but it would cost a bomb to have one of those shipped here to Sweden. But this is perfect for Logan.
And on the way home on the train, it rained…and we saw the rainbow at the top of the post.
This is the fourth installment of posts about Alfred’s family. I was lucky enough to get to meet both of his parents, all of his littermates, and some other relations as well. Today we meet Alfred’s father and his cousins. Last week’s post is here.
Freddy’s father is an absolutely stunning ruddy named SE*Maghreb’s Snusmumriken. Of course, his father’s awesome ruddiness is also part of the reason why Freddy is so dark for a black silver Aby.
He is also a poser, like Jacoby. He knows how handsome he is!
Snus is also super friendly, which has definitely rubbed off on our Freddy.
He’s also brilliant with kittens. Which is lovely; not all tomcats are.
Especially when the kittens aren’t theirs! These cute sorrel babies are actually Snus’ sister’s kits.
It reminded me a bit of watching lion cubs play with the big male lion.
Those cousins were pretty adorable, too. Either playing alone…
(Hey! Be careful!)
The cousins were also supremely adept at posing, just like their father.
But it was so much fun and such a special opportunity to meet so many members of Freddy’s family! Not often you get the chance to do that.