This is how Albert sounds. He wants me to toss his mouse toy so that he could fetch it. 
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Albert understands that most things do not just happen randomly. He sees that we sometimes get what he wants and do it, so he is trying to teach us more complex communication.
It is not easy. We are not that clever and we do not always understand what he wants. We keep on trying!
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Miii is cute
I captured Miii being cuddly. She is a big Siamese, but she is not fat. I cannot believe how chubby Miii looks when she lies on her back! She looks like a pillow. The most charming pillow ever!
Mrrrr.
Mmmrrr?
Mrrrr!
Mrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!
And then we cuddled!
Miii has longer and thicker fur now, since it is winter. Siamese cats do not shed much at all. Maven sheds ten times more than all four Siamese together.
I warmly recommend Furminator (Swedish link: our Furminator I bought here, maybe there is a cheeper one somewhere), that helped us a lot with keeping the most of Maven hair from our furniture and clothes. Siamese like to be brushed with Furminator as well, but there is almost no hair to get from them, only a little bit during few weeks twice a year, when they change between winter and summer fur.
Leroy likes cabbage
Leroy is a funny cat. He is crazy about white cabbage. When he sees one, he meows and stretches with his front paws on my legs and asks and demands a piece of it! I googled and found that white cabbage is not bad for cats (and most cats do not care about it at all) so he gets it once in a while.
He is so happy when he gets it, he likes it more than his favorite cat candy! Archimedes (Ash), his grandson, is crazy about melons and Leroy likes them too, but he does not get them, because of all the sugar they contain.
Our other cats do not understand Leroy’s excitement about the cabbage. They tried and keep on trying to chew on it, but – nothing! They just do not like it.
Albert does not understand! Why does grandpa think that cabbage is tasty?
Jossan actually hit Leroy today on the head lightly with her paw after she tried a piece of cabbage (again) and found (again) that it does not taste well!
She thought that Leroy is silly and was so upset that she had to hit him in order to demonstrate how frustrated she was. It was funny.
She does that seldom, since Leroy is her dad who brought her up and she is not really bossing him around, but she is still a queen, which makes her and her opinions very important in our little cat pride. Cats do not have ranks like dogs, they have different roles, that do include a bit of ranking, but it is more loose and different than in dog packs.
Jossan does not understand either.
Arista and Aslan, 8 months
I get pictures of Albert’s kittens from Norway regularly from their breeder, Janne. All the kittens (of course) got their good looks from both of their parents, but Arista is princess-like and girly like her mom, while Aslan who is called Gabriel at his new home in the north of Norway is very similar to Albert in his looks! He was Albert’s mini-me since he was a kitten. I also see on the photos that Arista holds her head and has poses like her mom, while Aslan really looksand moves like Albert.
Here are two pictures of Albert’s kittens Arista and Aslan (Albert is father to two more kittens in Norway - two lilac point girls. He also fathered five kittens in Sweden. All of them have good homes and are healthy and happy). Many more pictures can be found here, on Janne’s blog. Aslan’s picture is taken by his ‘mom’ and Janne took picture of Arista.
Aslan, 8 months
Arista, 8 months
Albert, 20 months
Don’t you think that Albert’s kittens look like him? I think he cannot deny them!
Sunday afternoon
The days are getting a bit longer here. Jocke took a few pictures of cats today. Miii is very cute. Both she and Albert are like kittens, always so playful.
Albert and Mii playing
Snow!
Yesterday we finally got some snow in Stockholm that did not melt immediately. We are experiencing an unusually warm winter so far. The cats were mesmerized with snow (as always). We put the food for small birds in the lilac bushes and the cats like to watch them eat it.
First snow, December 2011
Hmmm, Maven is on the window on the other side of the living room. But, where is Albert?
The White Squirrel
Gusten
Recently we got a lot of pictures from Gusten’s ‘mom’ Maria, and update about the little dark nose. Gusten is a classic seal point, like his sister Bea from B-litter. He was very similar to Albert in temper when they were small. A bit less wild, but as playful.
Like his mom and brother Tjabo (Antoine, who lives up north in Luleå) Gusten grew up to be an excellent hunter of not only toys. He goes out when it’s not cold.
Gusten, 6 weeks
I was not too surprised to hear that he even tried to sneak on a roe deer! The deer noticed him and left, but Gusten continued to follow the deer in the hunting fashion! I’ve seen Jossan do the same thing with a group of five roe deer and it is so funny! Cats are about 50 times smaller than deer. I think that cats are aware of their and their prey size, but instincts are still so strong – a prey is a prey, and cats are predators.
There are some pictures of Gusten playing with a real mouse and also catching a bird, but I won’t post them here, for the faint of heart (as I am. Our cats do not bring me presents anymore. Although Leroy and Miii can cach in the best case an insect. But Maven and Jossan… that is another story. Albert does not go out. If he did, he would probably be the first cat to actually catch a deer!)
Elora and Gusten, 2011
Gusten, 2011
Gusten, 2011
Gusten hunting, 2011
Gusten in front of the fireplace, summer 2011 is over
The white ornament
This picture is blurry since I had to take it fast; the moment I got into the living room, the bad white cat started crawling down.
Albert lives in our Christmas tree! The white squirrel, that is what he thinks he is.
The White Squirrel - or - Albert in the Christmas tree
Leroy turns five today!
Our beloved Leroy turns five today! He got extra cat candy today and also we brushed his teeth a little longer than usual (that is a present he did not want!) and we played a lot with him and the other cats. Now he is lying in my lap as I am writing this. He seems pretty pleased with the day so far.
Leroy is the reason we started breeding Siamese in the first place. He was the coolest and the most charismatic cat we’ve ever seen. Social, never scared of anything, smart, emotional and loving. He took care of Jossan, Miii and all of Jossans kittens, he brought them up. He still takes care of the whole mini lions’ pride, checks if everyone is around and patrols the house regularly. He is our Siamese #1 in every sense.
Leroy as kitten. Adorable! (picture by Nathalie Ädel)
Leroy's second day at our home, 12 weeks old
Leroy in our old apartment, 14 weeks old
Leroy, 7 months old
Leroy, 9 months old, so stylish
Leroy admires mini Saintpaulia
This was the happiest day in Leroy’s life, when we (or – he) got Jossan:
Josephine, Leroys daughter, moves to us in March 2008. Leroy is 15 months old.
Leroy outside
Leroy, November 2011, almost 5 years old. (picture by Daniel Brolund)
Last Sunday in November
Less than a month is left to Christmas! We started putting the decorations; so far the new curtains are up and yesterday we put the stars in the windows.
Our little helpers in action:
A black smoke bun, someone?
I have no clue how Maven manages to fit in such small boxes and baskets!
Albert, giving a helping paw as always:
My humans have no sense of composition!
Our cats adore the blankets we use during the winter; they are soft and cosy.
The Siamese pile
Mirror, mirror on the wall…
…who’s the fairest of them all?
Albert is so sweet and nice in temper, but I know he has a dark mind. How do I know? Just look at him! When he thinks that no one is watching, there he is, thinking about the next ritual murder of the pink pig!
"Give me all I demand, or the pig gets it!"
(picture taken by Daniel Brolund).
Goofy
Jossan’s kittens father, Goofy (S*Edo Créma de Luxe) took his Grand International Champion title earlier this autumn! Congratulations!
This week we’ve received a CD with his pictures from his ‘mom’ Sofie (she has a cat blog here). Thank you Sofie!
We thought that handsome Goofy deserved one small presentation here. Albert’s dad is 3 years old.
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Bea jumping high
We got one series of pictures from Agneta, Bea’s ‘mom’.
Agneta woke up early one morning. She heard noise that at first she thought came from the walls.
Was it mice, she wondered. No, it was Bea, standing very high, doing stuff! Agneta grabbed the mobile that was standing next to her bed and took pictures of the little explorer. After the last picture was taken, Bea fell down in her human’s bed. I thought to share the pictures here. Thank you so much for the photo, Agneta!
Bea, boldly jumping where no kitten has jumped before
Autumn colors
Leroy and Albert like to stand on the kitchen sideboard.
You can sit like this:
Leroy, the king of our house
Or hide a bit like this:
Albert
Or you can sit there nice as two ornaments. Albert and his grandfather Leroy:
Albert and Leroy
Ada and Alfred, summer 2011
Ada and Affe who moved together to their new home last year had an exciting summer! Here they are, enjoying lovely Swedish summer (the pictures are taken in July). Ada is blue (darker), Affe is lilac (lighter). It is so nice to see them all grown up and big and so well taken care of.
"Wait for me, Ada!"
On the island
Thank Jenny for these and many more pictures you have sent us. Also, a big thank you to all the kittens’ owners for the pictures and updates, we are so happy when we get them.
Jossan, October 2011
I look at Jossan in amazement every day. This little, slender cat that weighs 3kg and still looks like a kitten is mom of 11 big kittens. She is still my baby and looks the same as she did 3 years ago. She is turning 4 in December this year.
This is a picture of her in our corridor, taken by our friend Daniel Brolund. He took it really fast; he entered the house at the same moment as she exited the room. She was so surprised to see him coming in.
I like the reflex in the mirror that shows her perfect profile. She is so beautiful!
Kittens 5 months – update
The kittens from the B-litter have been living at their new homes for more than month and a half now. All of them are doing fine, and are very much loved by their other family members. Belle was a bit sick (she had a cough), but she got antibiotics and got well fast. Balthazar is called Phil now. Doyle and Phil, that sounds nice together.
I will post a few pictures that we got from the kittens’ new owners. Thank you for being so kind and for updating us about the kittens!
Blanche wants to go out. But, she is small, so for now all that she can do is can look at other cats in their little yard. But, is she happy with that?
Out! I want to go mewaoouuut!
She is so cute with her double teeth.
Belle is loved by her mom and also, by her Siamese friend Cayman. She loves Cayman too, so much that she is nursing on him. Poor Cayman is nice and lets her do it. He lost a bit of fur on his tummy, though. She will stop in a while on her own, kittens sometimes do that after they moved from their mom, it makes them feel secure.
Cute as always!
Belle and Cayman
Doyle is taking well care of Phil, whose ears are (I guess) always super clean!
Cleaned! The ears must be cleaned!
Sleepy guys
"I love you, you velvety tiger!"
And what does Bea say? Miriam cleans her as thoroughly as Doyle cleans Phil. She is very fond of climbing high up on shelves and wardrobes and tossing down the things that are fun to play with. She did not break anything so far. And we hope she doesn’t!
"Even I get tired sometimes!"
Albert’s art piece
This is what waited for me when I got up this morning:
That is my pink backpack that Albert dragged and left on the floor. Also, there is a mouse that he previously ‘drowned’ in a water bowl (notice how my backpack is wet close to the mouse), and then ‘tied’ it behind the handle. It looked like a ritual killing committed by a psychopath!
Albert drowns toys in the water bowls and then leaves them in the food bowls and similar regularly, but this was a bit more advanced piece of work!
B-litter has moved out
All the kittens have moved out; Blanche three weeks ago, then Bea two weeks ago, Belle 10 and Balthazar 9 days ago. We miss them a lot, but how happy we are to receive updates and pictures about our small darlings. It is going well for all of them.
What happened with Balthazar?
We were worried about Balthazar, but now we feel that he got the home he was meant to live in from the start. His humans love him so much, and he got a 2 year old Bengal cat, handsome Doyle, as a friend! Those guys are both so pretty and I got tears in my eyes when I saw the videos and pictures I got from their ‘mom’:
Safe distance, after a few days of 'hide-and-seek' (all the pictures and the video in this post are taken by Mikaela, the kitties 'mom')
This is what I found online about Bengal cats:
Bengals are highly intelligent. They like to have close contact with people and are very entertaining, because they love to play and will find something to occupy themselves. They bond strongly to their owners, either individuals or whole families, in an almost dog-like fashion. Many learn to walk on a leash, to fetch, and to ride in cars. Bengals love water. They like to play in it or with it and many join their owners in the shower or bath tub. They are not lap cats. Though a favorite person is allowed to hold his or her Bengal for a while, the Bengal prefers to sit on or near “his” person at his own discretion.
We met Doyle before Balthazar moved and he was so nice; very curious and friendly and vocal, which I liked, but he did not like to be lifted. When I tried to lift him the first time he was a bit surprised, but only said one little : “Ugh”. The next time I tried to do that (to feel his weight) his meow was more complaining, so I put him down and just petted him. He is a very nice cat, and I love animals, so it was an amazing experience for me to get social with a Bengal cat. He seemed pretty intelligent and his non-verbal communication was quite developed. It is race- and individual-specific, but you also can see when people worked with their animals; their psyche, comprehension and communication skills are more refined at animals that got a lot of time and care.
"Talk to the paw!"
"YOU talk to the paw!"
Doyle was (of course) scared and cautious and loud when Balthazar moved in, and so was Balthazar; Doyle was the biggest cat he’d ever seen! It took them a week after one hissing_hiding_and_being_scared_but_oh_so_curious start until they became best friends.
Little wonderful white Balthazar, he got his perfect home for good. Many thanks to his humans for all the love for the little one and the good home they gave them (and all the pictures! )
Doyle and Balthazar sleeping together in their cat tree.
Blanche in her new home
Blanche moved into her new home nine days ago. That is an interesting home; two humans and three Siames cats, two of which are as white as Blanche! Yes, two Foreign Whites.
White Siamese (or – Foreign Whites) are not common. There are very few in Sweden and Norway. The first ones I saw in Sweden were Snow Queen and Snow Princess, the cats from a small cattery called Love me tender. I was in love, but it took a few years until we got our first white Siamese, this time from our own breeding. That is Albert. We kept him fertile for some time and two ladies were interested in mating their Siamese cats with him. Thanks to that now there is five more white Siamese in Sweden and Norway, and two of them will stay at their breeder’s homes.
Also, there are two more whites we got – Balthazar and Blanche. Blanche, Jossan’s white daughter moved to Love Me Tender cattery!
Blanche was tough while we were there, for a few hours. But then we left and she realized that she is small, the other cats are big. They smell and sound differently and everything is new and scary! The humans were nice and she was petted, kissed, fed and played with, and the big cats left her alone, so it was not all bad after all. She is sleeping in her humans’ bed every night, under the blanket.
A day after she moved to her new home, she was already playing around in the apartment, but was also afraid and careful at times. During the following few days she was playing tough with the big cats, roared at them (she is tiny and they are big ) and even followed them and ‘attacked’ them as a little terrorist!
With time she got tired of all that and being the baby she is, she needed some more love and attention from the big cats, not only humans. The big cats were curious, but certain rituals had to be fulfilled. Cats have their rules and protocols and they stick to them!
Yesterday: Blanche sitting next to Sessan. Sessan is ignoring her.
This evening we got a picture from her ‘mom’. Sessan, one of the big cats came and lied next to the little Blanche and licked her! Then Coco licked her also. What a happiness for little Blanche! She is a part of her new cat family!
Today, finally: "You are small and yucky, but I'll lick you. But, only because I feel like it".
Blanche’s new mom blogs about her cats here, it is in Swedish.
We miss Blanche, but we are happy that she is so loved in her new home and that it is going so well for her! Many thanks for the pictures and regular updates to Blanches new mom, Dragana.
Albert is neutered. The kittens turned 13 weeks and started moving out.
So much has happened lately.
Albert is neutered.
He will be fertile for a few more weeks, but his spaying is an irreversible process. It was not an easy decision to neuter Albert. He did not spray, and he was such a dream to have as a stud, but he got interested in Jossan and having him fertile would mean that we would have to keep him and Jossan separated during the time we are not at home. That is not an option. Physically it is possible, our house is big, but we do not want our cats to live lives like that. Pets come before breeding.
And he did get two litters of gorgeous kittens; four kittens in Oslo and five in Åkersberga, close to Stockholm.
So, he is neutered; our happy cuddly white cat.
B-litter turned 13 weeks
And they learned how to fly:
I can fly!
Belle and Blanche playing nicely
Blanche barks at the toy, and Bea aims to kill it, silently.
Belle, Blanche, Balthazar
11 weeks (part 4: the girls)
"My toy!" (Belle and Beatrice)
Blanche
Belle
Blanche
11 weeks (part 3: Ferdinand)
Who is that?
Ferdinand! I mean - Balthazar!
11 weeks (part 2: reflections)
The kittens were curious about the table in the guest room. They were a bit surprised with their reflections. Earlier there were stuff on it, so I guess they did not notice how funny it actually is.
The kittens saw mirrors before, and they were a bit excited about other cats back there.
Beatrice, 11 weeks
Balthazar (front) and Blanche
Belle
Balthazar (front) and Blanche
