Aby-a-Day – 19 March: Angel at the vet (Medical Monday)

The first time we took Jacoby and Angel to the vet was in September 2016. We went to introduce ourselves (which turned out to be pointless since we ended up going to the other vet in in town), to get a refill of Angel’s Amitriptyline prescription, and to get both Jake and Angel their EU Passports (about which more in an upcoming post).


Angel can be a little skittish and fearful at home, but she loves to explore when we’re at the vet.



She’s so cute when she’s curious.


Before the passport can be issued, the vet needs to scan her microchip to make certain she is really herself and not an imposter. Microchips are much more important in Europe than they are in the States. Besides being listed as the cat’s version of a social security number, they are also required for pet insurance, and every cat’s microchip is scanned when you check in at a cat show.


Yep, Angel is Angel!


Jake is happy to just chill on a chair while Angel explores.


Angel watches as Björn takes Pyret out of her carrier.


While the vet and Björn attempt to have Pyret examined, Angel checks out the floor again.


Abys are so different from other cats at the vet.

Aby-a-Day – 24 February: Cats on a train (Swedish Saturday)

Since Jacoby has decided he doesn’t like FIFe’s way of showing and has declared himself retired, Logan is the only show cat in the house now. But, when Logan and I are going to a show in or near Stockholm, we take Jake along and he stays with Kalle at Kalle’s mother’s house just outside of Stockholm.


Jake and Logan have become comfortable travel companions. They don’t always get along at home, but on the road they are the best of friends.


Train rides are rather lulling. It’s easy to fall asleep to the rhythm of the clickety-clack.


Until…what could the matter be!?


A dog! On the train!


Animals are allowed in only certain cars on Västtraffik and SJ trains, so it’s not unusual to have several cats and dogs in one car.


I guess someone forgot to alert Logan that his train ride might include non-humans and non-felines.


I love how upset, offended, even, that Logan is about the presence of a dog on his train. Meanwhile, Jake is like, meh, whatever. Dogs, man, what are you gonna do? They’re everywhere.


Look at Logan’s tail!


No, I mean it…Look at it! I’m pretty sure he’s seen dogs before. I guess he just hasn’t ever see a dog on a train.

Aby-a-Day – 12 February: Bus ride to Skultorp (Medical Monday)

A week or so ago, Logan and I went to visit our vet in Skultorp. Nothing serious, just a quick check of his urine, and to get “a veterinary certificate confirming that both testicles are normal and are descended into the scrotal sac,” as per FIFe’s Breeding & Registration Rules


Logan is an excellent traveller. We have a Hatch carrier from a Kickstarter we backed, and it’s been really great.


Of course I went from living in the same building as my vet to a 36-minute (with one transfer) long bus ride to the furthest reaches of Skövde. That being said, it’s a pretty easy bus ride, and the stops are close to both our apartment and the vet’s office.


When we got there, I let him out to explore the waiting room…and he stalked around like a person who just got bumped off his business flight to Milwaukee.


Apparently, Logan does not like to wait.


And he had to wait.


and wait.


“What is taking them so long!?”


Finally, we were taken back to an exam room.


“Okay…let’s get this over with.”


“Wait…you wanna look at my WHAT, now?


Okay that was…not fun. Can we go home now?


To make it up to him, I let him walk a little outside on the way home. He doesn’t enjoy outside in the snow as much as Alfred does…


…but it did cheer him up!


Look at the happy tail!


But he was still really happy when we went inside and I unlocked our door.

Aby-a-Day – 7 February: Wordless Wednesday (Lord of the Ring)



Aby-a-Day – 15 January: When we came home

Pyret was right at the door to meet us. Or, more likely, to meet Björn. Pyret was born in 1999 and was bottlefed by Björn and she is very bonded to him. To meet me on time in Stockholm, he had to stay overnight, so he hadn’t been home for nearly a day. Pyret was hungry and missed him, so she was coming to greet him.


She certainly was not expecting other cats!


Pyret has been an only cat since Björn’s other cat, Olivia, died in 2010. I really wonder what she thought when she realised that there were cats in that big box.


I opened the door…


…and, curiously, Angel was the first one out. It’s like she knew that the airport and the train weren’t home, but she was home now.


Jake, of course, was not far behind.


They both took off in different directions to check out the new digs.


Angel went to check out the living room and under the sofa, and Jake went to explore everything else.


Including the litter box. Always a good idea to locate the facilities right off the bat.


“Okay, litter box sorted. Next!”


Angel was in there soon enough, though.


Angel’s big discovery was the old cat tree Björn had in his living room. It’s out on our balcony now, and she still loves to sleep in that cubby.



She explored the whole tree. And even today, my big tree is primarily her domain.



Meanwhile, Jake was checking out the new cat fountain in the kitchen.


And while he was doing that, Pyret was checking him out.




After only a few hours of being home…this was Angel.



And this was Jake. Moving to Sweden was so freakishly easy for them!

Aby-a-Day – 14 January: Planes, Trains and Automobiles Part 2 (Swedish Sunday)

When we landed at Arlanda airport in Stockholm, it was 7:something am and I am never at my best at single-digit morning hours. Jacoby and Angel, however, were just fine.


They were, in fact, eager to get out of that crate. (Click for video) Or, at least, Jake was.


Apart from the cats, I had a lot of luggage. Since it was a one-way ticket, bought a first class ticket. It turned out to be a wise investment, since my extra bags were actually free.


We had to wait a bit for our train to Skövde, but hey, we got to see this guy.


We let Jake out on the train (Angel did NOT want to explore) and he was excited to see his new country.


To Jake, it was just another train ride.


The trip from Stockholm to Skövde is a bit over two hours, so Jake had plenty of time to bond with his new dad.


He also found time to check in on Angel.


When we got to Skövde, we needed a cab to bring us home to our apartment, because I had so much luggage, and also the cats’ crate. Luckily, we had a very friendly cab driver.


Finally, it was time to go inside.


Pyret was ready to greet us.


What happened when we came inside? Stay tuned..!

Aby-a-Day – 13 January: Planes, Trains and Automobiles Part 1 (Swedish Saturday)

You know that I flew to Sweden with the two Abyssinians, Jacoby and Angel. But I’m willing to bet you are very curious as to HOW we came here. I flew IcelandAir, which, because Iceland is an island and because of rabies concerns, requires all animal passengers fly in a specially climate controlled pet cargo hold. I know many people have misgivings about airline cargo holds, with good reason. But I have had only good experiences with cargo travel (my two Siamese, Harri and Patrick, from San Francisco to Atlanta, and then Tessie from Portland, Oregon, to Boston). It’s actually easier than travelling with a cat in-cabin, especially when you are travelling with more than one!

I started acclimatising them to the crate very early, by leaving it out for them to nap in. Tessie didn’t really need to practice, but she did anyway.


I also locked Jake and Angel in the crate for longer and longer periods to get them ready for an eight hour trip.


Although I think Angel wanted to get out.


Then, days before the big trip, we had a practical practice, I used the crate to take Jake and Angel to the vet for their pre-travel visit.


It was a perfect opportunity to practice shlepping the crate somewhere.


Ironically, my vet, South Boston Animal Hospital, changed location from a 10 minute bus ride away to…ACTUALLY IN THE BUILDING I LIVED IN on 1 June. I left for Sweden on 17 June. Sigh.



They were their usual selves at the vet, and of course, they got a clean bill of health.


Finally, the day arrived! We went to Logan Airport to start our new life.


We all went into a back room at IcelandAir and the cats were checked out, to make sure that they were who I said they were, and to make sure that nothing was being smuggled in the carrier.


The flight went without incident, apart from the souvenir shop being closed, dammit. But I was lucky enough to see Jake and Angel’s crate being loaded onto the next plane at Reykjavik.


And then, at long last, we were all reunited at Arlanda airport in Stockholm. What happened next? Tune in tomorrow, same cat time, same cat channel!