Jigsaw puzzles are an amazing pastime. The hours just tick by. Then I find I have forgotten about everything else I was going to do.

I bought two when M and I were at Göksäter. I have done both, and so far not lost any pieces, although Byzans was very interested.
M and I came back from Bohuslän a few days ago, and now we have picked up the cats from the hotel. It seems they had a nice time there. We were told that Loffe always knew when breakfast time was, and that Byzans put the snotty Persian in her place. Good for her, I suppose.
My neighbour came and told me he had had to take away** his dog. That was a lovely dog: big and friendly, always following him around. She had been ill for a time, a tumour, and possibly some other age-related things, and at last she couldn't get up, and wouldn't eat, so it was time.

The day after, he told me, he'd had a visit -- from Loffe, who had come up to his house, and even entered it, for the first time ever. "Do you think he could tell so soon that the dog was gone?", he asked me. I said: "Quite likely".

**Ta bort -- that's how they say it around here
Shame on me.

I forgot to give Loffe and Byzans their dinner. M came home late, and let them both in. He said Loffe looked very worried. "What if Matte gives us dinner and I'm not there?"

Well, I didn't...
Dear Byzans,

That is where my onions grow. It's not a suitable place for rolling around and scratching your back. You can go and do that on the grass. Or under the car, if you insist.

Love, Matte


May. 23rd, 2017 07:26 pm
Today Loffe took off the lamp and hid it.

He actually did that. I have no idea where it is.

I may have to find it, because the wound is still open, and he scratches at it.


May. 8th, 2017 10:10 pm
Loffe appears to be happy, despite the lamp he's still wearing on his head. We had the tube taken from his face today, and now the black hole that was there has turned into a red hole. That is as it should be, I understand: the dead skin has fallen off, and left an open wound.

Once the wound starts closing, it should heal quickly.
The scenes that play out in front of the door in the mornings are quite adorable...

They involve Byzans sitting just inside the door, looking in surprise at Loffe, who is held back by me. He still has the tube in his face, so we want him to stay inside. Byzans on the other hand, doesn't get it why Loffe doesn't go out with her. He always does that!
In the last two months or so, Loffe has found his way into my lap more and more often. He was decidedly not a lapcat when he arrived, although he liked cuddles and pettings, for example if you sat down on the floor next to him.

Now he often comes when I'm in an armchair, or the sofa, in the living room. It's very pleasant, but it's also hard to do anything, since Loffe is a big cat.


Nov. 24th, 2016 08:21 pm
It was the cats' fault. When M came home yesterday, he had to stop in the middle of the driveway. They were both doing impressions of Bambi on ice. When he tried to go again, the car made its own impression.

No disaster, though. I managed to get a ride to the very important choir practice. Of course, I had to walk the four hundred metres to the road first. In the dark. Preferably without impressions. And I forgot some of my notes. But I managed.


Nov. 15th, 2016 05:26 pm
It must be cold outside. Loffe is playing with a toy mouse.
Dear Matte,

The new clock is stupid. It doesn't have enough dinner. Put back the old one.

Not particularly yours,
Byzans and Loffe
I got a very strong feeling when I picked up Loffe at the cat hotel today. He was saying: "I have a new matte now. She's much better. She gives me more food."

Dear Loffe, you don't need more food.


Aug. 23rd, 2016 10:51 am
We had an unexpected visitor the other day. The cats were very excited. It was hopping slowly along the kitchen wall, probably looking for somewhere to hide. Byzans was determined to find it wherever it went.

Admittedly, neither M nor I were appealed the idea of trying to sleep with that commotion going on, so we said: "Sorry, Frog, but off you go", and M managed to catch it and throw it out.

I have no idea how it found its way in.
I almost forgot to let the cats in tonight.

It's good thing Loffe has white paws, because these days it's dark at eleven.

Back home

Aug. 8th, 2016 08:48 pm
I came back from Bohuslän a few days ago. It was a very nice trip, but I missed M and the cats all the time. At least I got to see my brother and sister-in-law.

Nice weather though, even if the winds were strong.

No internet :)
Loffe has taken sleep beside me in my bed sometimes. He's a big, black lump. And very occasionally he sits in my lap in the evenings.
M took off for Dorotea this morning (work-related). I expected him to be home tonight, but it turned out he needed to stay. So now I have the house to myself, and Loffe and Byzans.

I would have liked to say that I enjoy being alone for a change, but I really don't. It doesn't matter what I do: it would have been more fun with M there, even it what we do is sit each at our own desk and occasionally say something. Not that I talk to myself, that's not what I meant (should I?).

The cats are tiptoeing about, probably very aware that Husse didn't come home when he should. But as long as Matte doesn't worry...


May. 31st, 2016 09:41 pm
Poor Loffe.

At night, he often sleeps in places where I... um... walk.

He's the reserved one, and I think he's a little suspicious of me.

But I really didn't mean it. Loffe. I'm sorry.
Dear Byzans,

I'm sorry, I really can't run don and up and open the door for your every whim. You were so anxious to get back inside not long ago. You can wait for a little while. The garden will still be there, I promise.



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