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New Year’s Miracle

Mom’s been telling us for ages that Granny’s closet is big enough for two cats, but so far we’ve been competing for sole rulership. Until yesterday. Mom was searching for us, and almost passed out when she had a look at the closet. 

We all know how silly humans are, and our’s is no exception. She wanted to call Granny, and show her a New Year’s miracle, a sign that world peace is actually possible, when she heard Granny screaming that someone had thrown up a very juicy hairball on an expensive rug.

 

Tactical Sleeping Position

Do your humans also fight about ridiculous things?

Mom sleeps with Granny in the king size bed because Grandpa’s computer is in the guest room. He likes to surf at night when Mom’s already sleeping, so they decided that he sleeps in the guest room and Mom in the bedroom with Granny.

Granny and Mom have ever since had a very weird competition. They believe that I always sleep on the bed of my favorite person: when I sleep on Granny’s side, I like her more than Mom and vice versa. (Aren’t humans weird???). They often check the bedroom to see if I sleep on the bed – and where.

It’s important to keep them on their toes though, so I decided to confuse them with my neutral peaceful position, hehe.

P.S. Mom says that Granny’s cheating because she puts my favorite fleece blanket on her bed to attract me. Sigh. Humans. Will they ever learn to get along with each other??

 

Petite Boxing Day

We’ve great news! Mom became nocturnal and spends her nights with us! She doesn’t appreciate her new style of life though, and says that it isn’t funny to cough all night. However, she’s feeling better for each day, so don’t feel sorry for her (it only makes her lazy and demanding). Thank you for all your greetings and wishes: Mom will answer you soon.

Now to the important part – it’s Boxing Day! All boxes belong to cats, so it’s today we celebrate Catmas. I wanted to go petite this year.

Mom thinks that this box is too small for me…. I don’t agree.

Told ya!

 

Christmas Eve

It’s Christmas Eve! Finally – do you remember that Germans traditionally decorate on Dec 24th?? Oh yes, Granny already had some angels and Santa , but now the good stuff shows up.

Mom is very sick and coughing on the sofa, so I thought that I’d help Granny instead. She often laughs when she sees me, so I guess she’ll be happy to get some helping paws.

Talking of helping paws: you probably know that many Europeans celebrate Christmas on Christmas Eve. Mom’s family will meet at her brother’s place at about 5 pm. Mom is feeling so bad that she thinks about staying at home with Kajsa and me. Sounds like a great plan to us, but her family wants her to come so that Mom isn’t alone on Christmas Eve.

Alone?!? Mom tried to tell her family that she has wonderful company, but apparently we are “only two cats” and don’t count. ??

About flying angels and a climbing Santa

We are young and innocent cats, and we’re still learning about this Christmas thing. We were thrilled when we heard rumors about this climbing Santa dude and flying angels – who would have thought that these guys were so much fun??

myths about christmas

Oops. This angel can’t fly?

katze schmeisst weihnachtsengel um

Oh. Santa can’t climb?

katzen lassen weihnachtsdeko nicht in ruhe

Very weird. This angel can’t fly EITHER?

katze und weihnachtsdeko

Good morning, Mom, great that you’re awake, we wanted to ask why …. WHAT are you grumbling? … Yes, we played with the angels and Santa, but …. WHAT??????

Feline friends – can you believe she got angry that we tilted Granny’s Christmas ornaments again ? We mean – WHO said that they can fly and climb?? He???

tessa und kajsa nov2015

The Cardboard House

You know when your human is really excited and gets a lot of things from different rooms such as tape, a bread knife (best saw for cardboard), scissors, strings, boxes, a chair that you can turn into a ladder, pillows, blankets and a camera to document every bit of it? And you’re like Oh well, as long as she doesn’t take my scratching pad?

I guess I’m lucky that she also left the green armchair in peace.

I dunno why Mom is looking at me with joy and anticipation, but I’m quite comfy here. I’d appreciate if she’d deal with Granny though – she started complaining that “her” living room looks worse than it did when Mom was a kid and had her toys spread all over the place?

 

None of these rules apply to Grandma

What, Mom? I know that I never sit on your lap. I like it when you lay down, but your lap is not good enough for me. Granny’s again is perfect, I want to sit here for hours! Now get lost and leave us alone.

You may continue tickling me now, Granny, I think I made my point.

 

Action for Catisfaction

Did you know that Dreamies / Temptations are called Catisfaction in Germany? A funny name, but we’re not satisfied as long as this bag is closed.

Now that’s better.

Hmpf. Stupid Kajsa doesn’t want me to sniff.

Attack! Stupid Tessa is still on the table!

Hehe. It’s always the same with Kajsa. When our Queen of Drama gets annoyed, she throws a tantrum and disappears to sulk somewhere. It doesn’t matter what she was initially fighting for; a toy, Mom’s chest, the closet, treats…. She gets so angry that she doesn’t want it anymore.

So let’s get to the important part here…

 

How to scare Granny

Oh, I love this box on top of the cupboard. It’s one of my favorite beds, but why on earth did Mom put it there if she didn’t want me to sleep in it??

It’s not my fault that I have to jump on the kitchen table when I want to get down. And it’s not my fault that Granny likes to sit there with her crosswords. And it certainly isn’t my fault that she forgets that she’s two cats now, and that I like to sleep on the cupboard.

So when I jump on her crossword after some good hours sleep, and Granny starts behaving like slaughtered people in a horror movie, why does Mom look at me??????

 

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