I walked into the kitchen to find Izaak on the stove. And, as you can see, he’s clearly not doing anything at all suspicious.
“La la la…pay no attention to the feline on the stovetop…”
I have no idea what he was doing there.
He’s not usually the one on that counter. That’s usually Alfred, looking for edibles.
“Oh! Hi! I totally did not realise you were standing there!” (Spoiler alert: He totally did know I was there).
“And I absolutely was not doing anything at all naughty.”
The other day, I looked over and saw Izaak licking my laptop.
It was perfectly clean. Nothing at all lick-worthy there.
I have no idea.
And it wasn’t just one or two licks. He licked my laptop for a good five minutes.
Why, Zak? Just…why?
The other day, I went into the bedroom for something, and I discovered all the boys in a pile on the middle of the bed.
I joked that there was a sausage party going on in our bedroom.
Then Alfred started to…move.
Freddy, I don’t need to see any sausages..!
Completely non-plussed, Freddy carried on with his grooming. I love the expressions on the other two boys’ faces.
Also, can we all just take a moment to admire Freddy’s grabby hands action?
Well, my laptop is still limping along…the replacement is meant to arrive tomorrow.
As a result, I have only been turning it on and using it when absolutely necessary…basically, when I need to use Photoshop and make a post. Yesterday’s post was set up a week ago, so I haven’t turned my laptop on since Tuesday.
Anyway, this was how Angel was sleeping in her bed last night.
I thought it was cute…and a little awkward.
So please accempt this peet offering.
Even though Angel has been with me for twelve years, she’s still quite skittish, due to her early life experiences. Sadly, twelve years of security can’t undo a year of trauma.
But she has her cuddly moments. Sometimes, she’ll curl up on my pillow and purr while leaning on my head. She also gets super affectionate on the back of the sofa. As I am typing this, she’s purring and kneading the Icelandic sheepskin behind me.
One night, she was doing the purr and knead routine behind Björn, and he used her as a pillow. She wasn’t sure how she felt about that at first. But then…
That’s right, girly…just go with it.
As I have posted before, Izaak loves IKEA mousies.
We went to a cat show with Lorelai nine days after we got him, and he already displayed his love for mousies by packing one for me in our suitcase.
But what happens when the mousies, especially the white ones, get dirty?
Well…I wash them, and then I put them in the dryer. Here you have some of Zak’s freshly laundered mousies.
I have a collection of Pusheen plushies that I keep on the bed as extra pillows.
One day, I discovered one of the Pusheens in the living room.
Gee…I wonder how she got there…
Someone doesn’t look at all guilty, does someone?
What’s funny is, this Pusheen is almost as big as Izaak is! I wish I had seen him dragging it into the living room from our bedroom. And now Pusheen lives in the living room, thanks to Zak.
Facebook has been reminding me a lot about Alfred and Logan lately. This one came up today.
Look at little Logan, sleeping peacefully on the IKEA cat bed.
Suddenly, a wild Freddy appears!
Freddy uses licking.
It’s super effective!
Although, to his credit, Logan did get a pretty good chomp in on Freddy’s ear.
I also made a little video of the encounter; click on the image to watch it on Flickr.
So, remember what I said about Singapuras sharing, and the other cats just letting them get away with it?
It doesn’t always go down that way.
You know that IKEA cat bed we have? Well, Alfred was sleeping on it.
And Izaak wanted to be sleeping on it.
So, he pulled his usual “Well, I’ll cuddle on in here trick.”
Freddy wasn’t having it.
He showed Zak the meaning of the word “smackdown.”
At first, I thought Zak was going to give up.
Never underestimate the determination of a Singapura.
After the tussle, Freddy let Zak cuddle in, and they slept together peacefully after that.
Here’s a video of the whole interaction. It’s a bit long, but it’s fun to watch their interaction.
As I have said before, Singapuras are big fans of sharing…whether or not you want to share with them.
This happened the other day. That this is Angel’s bed is well established. But Izaak thought she needed company.
So he wedged himself into her bed.
Zak tried to appease Angel with some licks to her head.
I am not sure how successful that actually was, but Angel didn’t kick Zak out of her bed.
When I read, I like to lie on the bed. And I usually end up with a lot of company. Izaak and Dashiell are almost always with me, and Alfred and Lorelai join us most of the time.
And then there’s Angel.
Angel comes and joins us every so often, but she doesn’t just nap quietly.
No…she tromps around the bed, kneading and purring.
It’s cute, and it’s sweet she wants to join us…but it is somewhat annoying.
Then, just as suddenly as she appeared…she is gone.
Look at Freddy’s face! He is so clearing thinking, “Good riddance”!
Izaak loves to sit on my legs. He sleeps on my legs, and he seems to prefer skin contact, which is a trait of many Singas, I have noticed.
I posted a couple of these photos to a Singapura Facebook group. One person commented, “I always find for such a small/lightweight breed they have the ability to become 100% heavier!” Another added, “Cats can control their relationship with gravity. They can land as light as a feather or as heavy as a bag of potatoes.”
Sounds about right. Like their cousins, the Burmese, Singas are “bricks wrapped in silk.”
Zak sat so heavily, he left a pawprint on my leg! And he isn’t that heavy, either; last week he weighed in at 3.6 kg.
And it was still visible an hour later!
Dashiell has this interesting quirk: he “poses” when he’s outside.
And I am talking poses of the sort you wish he would make we’re in front of a professional photographer!
Look at his back legs and tail…he looks like a stacked show German Shepherd!
Lorelai saw Dash and tried to pose along with him.
I think Dash approves of Rory’s stance.
And…here is Izaak’s opinion of posing.
Sometimes, the cats like to nap on our bed during the day. The two main bed nappers are Izaak and Alfred…
…But lately, Angel has also been napping on our bed.
She seems to prefer being up by our pillows, whereas the boys like to sleep in the middle of the bed.
It’s really cute.
Sometimes, she kind of buries herself under the comforter.
It’s okay, Angel…go ahead and go to sleep.
You may remember on Monday, my post was about not being able to tell if Lorelai was pregnant or not.
Well, now we know.
…And…she isn’t. She went into heat this morning.
This little hussy is soliciting all the boy cats in the house.
And the boys are very confused.
Looks like Rory is going to have another trip to sleepaway sex camp in the very new future!