Aby-a-Day – 21 July: Our “Extra” cat (Silly Saturday)

Alfred is our “extra” cat.

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He’s not a rescue, like Angel.

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He’s not a show cat; he’s too dark a black silver and he has barring on his forelegs.

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So, if he’s not the “special” rescue Aby, and he’s not the therapy cat-life-partner Aby, and he’s not the European showcat Aby (or Singapura)…

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…who, or what, is Freddy?

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That’s easy.

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Freddy is our pioneer.

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Our clown.

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Our explorer.

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Our good guy who’s always there to take care of a new kitten. Freddy may seem “extra,” but he’s as important as any other of the cats in our home.

Aby-a-Day – 26 May: I have no teeth and I must chew (Silly Saturday)

You may recall my post a while back about Alfred’s obsession with chewing. A favourite is rawhide sticks covered with dried lamb or duck, but I also give him Matatabi sticks and dried turkey feet (our kitchen floor looks a bit interesting). Well, now it’s become a kind of fad amongst the LunaTicks. Jacoby doesn’t really get why Freddy likes it so much, but he’ll steal the chewsticks or rib bones and gnaw on them anyway.

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But there’s one cat I never thought would jump on the chewing bandwagon.

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Angel.

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I mean, she only has THREE TEETH! But there she was, the other day, carrying one of Freddy’s chewsticks around the apartment and chewing on it when she felt safe to do so.

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Teeth or no, nevertheless, she persists.

Aby-a-Day – 12 May: Secure in his masculinity (Silly Saturday)

At a cat show raffle, we won a very soft, very fluffy, very pink cat bed. We just saved it in its original plastic packaging until we knew we were getting Lorelai. Her colour is red (as Angel’s is purple, Jacoby’s is green, and Alfred’s is black), but pink is a variation of red, so it works. Finally! A reason to use this fluffy, girly, pink bed! Rory!

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Except…not so much. The cat who likes the fluffy, pink cat bed most of all? Is Freddy.

I guess he is secure in his masculinity. Not that there’s anything wrong with that.

Aby-a-Day – 27 April: Cats with tiny faces is a thing (Photoshop Friday)

Well…it has been a depressing couple of weeks around here, hasn’t it? Time for something pointless and silly. I found this a while ago: Apparently, cats with tiny faces is a thing now. Okay, I’m game. Let’s play.

I don’t think it works well with Abyssinians…

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Oh, that’s just silly.

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Oh, that’s not too bad.

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Yeah, just as I suspected. It works better on solid (or mostly solid) coloured cats.

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And last but not least, a tiny little Singapura stink-eye. Well, it was kind of fun to do…not sure how impressed I am with the results, though.

Aby-a-Day – 8 April: “I would rather sleep in a bathroom than in another hotel” (Silly Cinema Cat Show Sunday)

Back in November, Björn and I went to a show in Finland with Logan. A lot happened on that trip, about which I will post more later, but the funniest thing was Logan’s reaction to the hotel bathroom in Helsinki.

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Specifically, the heated bathroom floor.

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He loved it!

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He could not believe the floor was warm. He rolled and rolled on it endlessly.

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Best thing ever!

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When we couldn’t find Logan anywhere else in the room, we knew he had to be there on the bathroom floor. He even slept in there instead of on the bed or the chair!

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Oops, time for a groom!

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And here are a couple of videos I took of Logan enjoying the bathroom as well (just click on them to view them in a new window).

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We haven’t been to a hotel with a heated floor again since then, but it’s always the first thing Logan looks for when we go to a new hotel.

Aby-a-Day – 25 March: The Case of the Buried Bowls (Cinematic Sunday)

When Alfred and Logan joined our family, they ate together in our guest room, also known as the Kitten Room. This was because I didn’t want the big Abys eating the high-calorie kitten food, and I wanted to give the older cats a little break from the rambunctious kittens.

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Every time I went to let them out and collect the bowls, I would find them covered in a pile of toys. Both of them will make the motions of burying old food by scraping the floor around the dishes, so I couldn’t be sure who was doing it.

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Logan would usually follow me when I collected the bowls, but he seemed almost as mystified as I was. He didn’t give me any clues as to whether or not it was him. So finally, I set my camera up on a tripod, started it up, and left it running while they ate. The original video was 23 minutes long, so I edited out the times that no cats were in the shot and nothing was happening. Even after clipping the boring bits out, the video is still almost 6½ minutes long!

So, if you don’t want to watch it in realtime, here is a sped-up version that takes half the time.

Either way, mystery solved! It’s Freddy, although Logan helps. And Freddy still buries his bowls, even now that he’s over a year old. He’s been eating on his own in the Kitten Room, and when I come to collect his dish, I always have to dig it out from underneath a pile of toys.

Even funnier, it seems to be a family trait. Freddy’s older half-sister, Hera, also covers up her food bowls when she’s finished eating!

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.

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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.

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

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He was actually a little afraid of it.

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

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

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He examined it thoroughly, inside…

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…and out.

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

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

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

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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.

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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.

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

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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.