Last weekend we enjoyed gorgeous weather, so I took Izaak and Lorelai out for some “being offleash” practice.
The main reason was, I wanted to check what that flash of red I could see out our window.
Turns out, someone had dumped their windowbox geraniums out onto the hill, and they were managing to survive on the dirt they were planted in.
They’re actually really pretty out there, and I hope they can survive, but I have a feeling that they won’t live past the first snow.
Rory especially loves to explore the outside world…to the point that it’s really hard for us to get out of our front door.
Rory also has to check out the rugbeater. Every. Single. Time. We go outside. She loves that thing.
After the rugbeater, we visited the sandbox/swings area that we visited before. But whilst we were there, we heard plaintive meowing.
Turns out, it was Alfred. He wanted to be out there, too…but after the last time we tried to let Freddy out off-leash, that was pretty much a non-starter.
Jacoby was just out there because he heard my voice.
Rory and Zak knew Jake and Freddy were up there…but I don’t think they cared, because they were running around outside.
Unlike Abyssinians, Singapuras are lap cats.
Sit down, make a lap…get a Singa in it. Especially if you have on a dress or skirt; they seem to really like the hammock effect.
But this story actually starts on Björn’s lap.
Both Izaak and Lorelai wanted to be on Björn’s lap.
Although it wasn’t particularly a comfortable sharing.
My lap was busy working on this blog at the time, so Zak went over to Björn’s lap. But Rory thought that Daddy’s lap belonged to her.
She tried some pretty passive-aggressive tricks to shift him, to no avail.
…She got the idea to attack his tail. Move the tail, move the cat, is Rory’s motto.
You can see how that went for her here (click the image to watch the video; sound is advised).
Continuing yesterday’s post…After we hunted pigeons, we went to the swingset to play in the sand.
Lorelai loved digging in the sand.
Meanwhile, Izaak appreciated the camouflage properties of the sand.
It was hilarious to watch them play in the sand.
Watch Zak “hunt” Rory…
Severe lack of follow-through, though.
More clever stalking on Zak’s part…but no more spectacular ambushes.
It was just so much fun watching them play in that sand! I made a movie of it, here:
You can see for yourself how much fun they had in that sand around the swingset.
But the saddest part of the afternoon is, whilst we were playing around the swings, we kept hearing this plaintful meowing. It turned out to be Alfred, watching us from the kitchen. Poor Freddy! But there’s a reason Freddy doesn’t get to go out with us on leash-free training…
At the hotel we stayed in when we went to the show in Västra Frölunda, Izaak was fascinated with the lamp. And not just because Björn was waving a feathery cat toy above it.
So of course Lorelai had to join in.
And go inside the lampshade. Because apparently all the kittens are doing it these days.
She kinda took over, there, for a while. It’s hard to remember that she’s actually two weeks younger than Zak.
They were both enchanted and mesmerised by the cat toy over the lamp.
Rory may be a little bigger, but Zak can hold his own, thank you.
Rory is such a copycat…
I don’t know how long they played with that stupid lamp and cat toy, but oh, it was so much fun to watch!
While Alfred and Izaak will never have the relationship that Alfred and Logan had, they are still the two youngest male cats in the house. They may not be brothers from another mother…but they are brothers, nonetheless.
And one thing brothers do, regardless of species, is wrassle.
As of today, Freddy weighs 4.1 kg (9 lbs) and Zak weighs 2.3 kg (5 lbs). Almost double!
Our little Zak can hold his own against Freddy, though.
Freddy chews on Zak’s ear, and Zak just waits him out.
Freddy starts grooming Zak, trying to throw him off and lull him into complacency…
…It didn’t work.
In fact, Zak turned on Freddy.
“The first test is the element of surprise! You FAILED!”
Zak held Freddy off for a while with nothing more than his Singapura stink-eye.
The fighting action was so awesome, and it was so hard to capture in a still photo, I decided, hey, let’s make a video! Yeah…that was not one of my best ideas (Click image to view movie in a new window).
And then, five minutes later…we had this. Boys.
Because of this blog’s hiatus, I have an incredible backlog of photos to go through.
Lorelai is not making getting through the backlog any easier.
I mean, LOOK at her. She is stupidly photogenic, isn’t she?
Oh, and yeah…she was so totally stressed out by being a showcat. Can’t you tell?