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When the cats move away…

Moving to a new place sounds horrible to most cats, but some things are actually great about moving!

I don’t know if you can tell from the picture, but Mom’s been completely exhausted. Which is in a way good because she was too tired to play with us, but had a bad conscience.

To keep us busy, she made us work hard for treats and kibbles. Our favorite game is Hide and Seek: Mom hides kibbles and treats all over the place and we’ll do a long work shift finding each one. Wonder why only dogs take all the glory as drug-sniffing dogs at airports and so on? We sure should be paid much more, but Mom says that dogs don’t get a good salary either. In fact, they’ll probably get less treats when sniffing through hundreds of bags than we get when we play Hide and Seek. Right. Now it makes sense that cats don’t do this job, but leave it to dogs, hehe…

We also loved the packing. So many bags to explore, so many things to spread your fur on! And so much chaos that Mom lost track of bags, had no idea what is where and couldn’t prevent us from digging our way. She packed, we unpacked, she packed, we unpacked … a wonderful game!

Oh, did I mention bags? They also turned up on places where Mom doesn’t normally store bags.

You can also see another important detail on this picture: she quite often forgot to put her phone charger and headphones away, hehehe … Such delightful chewing times!! Mom’s annual budget on headphones is 120€ because of me, but she already spent about 80€ in 2017, and it’s only June!

 

I want a fish tank, not a bag of towels!

This is me on one of my favorite spots at our old place. I always checked our fish tank when Mom was doing the laundry. And yes, I was sleeping there even though the noise was loud, at least in the beginning. It always started with a warm and vibrating massage, but after an hour the noise became too heavy.

Mom made two big mistakes when signing the lease for our “new” apartment. 1. She forgot to check for squirrels! 2. We don’t have a fish tank anymore!

Bummer. Mom says that our house has a huge laundry room which she can use for free.  Our bathroom is too small for a washing machine, but apparently we don’t need one here…. Bah. What’s about me??

Mom thought she could make it up by offering me a bag full of tumble-dried towels. We didn’t have a dryer at our old place, but she had read somewhere that we cats like tumble-dried clothes. I was of course ignoring her offer. I’m a very busy and important cat, and my duties are enormous, who’s for example doing my balcony duties when I take a dryer break??

Oh, and she seriously doesn’t suggest that I cut down on my extensive litter tray sessions?

I want a fish tank. Not tumble-dried clothes. So I went to have a good nap on the book shelf after the last picture and ignored her “precious” bag.

 

Recycle Scratching Boards (DIY)

Our delicate claws prefer cardboard scratching pads to sisal posts, so we require that our staff makes sure that we’ve enough cardboard boards for our daily pedicure.

Bad news is that Mom has full control over our credit cards: she’s very economical and restricts parcels from our pet supplies dealer. However, we have to admit that she came up with a great solution to make our scratching boards last longer, so we thought we might share her trick so that your humans have more money for treats and pouch food!

We’re probably not the only cats who only use parts of the pad. We usually only scratch the outer parts.

Mom “saws” our old boards with a bread knife (best saw for cardboard!) and joins unscratched pieces to a new scratching pad.

You don’t need glue to attach these pieces to each other – just squeeze them as tight as possible into a box. Ours stay in place when we scratch, but of course it’s sometimes fun to upgrade one piece to a toy.

 

Magnetic North

It’s a bit late for Christmas stuff, but we guess it’s ok to show Christmas presents in the middle of January when Spitty’s staff writes Christmas cards on Jan 2nd, hehe. In fact, we got a present from Spitty’s first officer Punapippuri – a calendar for 2017 with all the celebrities of Finland (N).

I had of course a good sniff at everything. You know, we hardly ever get visits from mancats. The last one was Mr. Black Cat at our old place, but Kajsa chased him away with her iron paw.

Did you notice the perfect wrapping paper?? Birdies in Christmas costumes, waiting to get picked up by hungry felines?

A purrfect parcel, indeed. Mom now has a calendar which will remind her to give us treats every day (she’s quite forgetful), a Christmas card and a piece of art from the Catio Tales. Thank you very much!!

 

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!

 

The Black Male Cat Among Us

Wait. Why do we have Spitty’s litter? (He’s male, his fur is black, and we assume that he smells, so it must be his?)

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“Acts against strong male cat urine”.

So this woman didn’t buy an advent calendar for us because The commercial world is full of strange products, but male litter is something to invest money in? Bah.

 

tessa und kajsa nov2015

 

Waiting for Christmas

The commercial world is full of strange products.

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I don’t give my cats Christmas presents, and I would neither buy them an advent calendar… but it was a great present to get, and I’m sure the girls will love it!

AND I will certainly impress my nephews with our cat advent calendar when I let them open the doors for Kajsa and Tessa.

 

mommy nov2015

Uptown Girls

Mom was really excited when she came home – which normally means that she bought something for us that we’ll neglect. Oh yes, we know our human too well, but we couldn’t have guessed what she brought this time along because she outnumbered herself: hay. Let me repeat this. HAY.

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I couldn’t believe my nose and had a closer look. Hay. Does she think I’m a rabbit or even a German Mäuschen ??

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She made two boxes and tried to encourage us to use them.

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She thought that we’d love to snuggle in hay, to keep us warm, to play, to enjoy the balcony in winter time, to give us the chance to live in our natural habitat, to…. STOP. Natural habitat?? Do we look like ordinary farm cats??

Bottom line: two fine boxes are wasted, waiting for nothing on the balcony.  She needed ages to get the rug hay-free and wasted money she could have spent on treats. Bah. Well at least we had something to eat and to throw up…

tessa nov2015

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