You know how humans go crazy before they get visitors? When they’re obsessed with cleaning?
Kajsa is very afraid of vacuum cleaners. She’ll usually hide somewhere in a lair, mortally terrified. I again discovered the benefits of Mom’s cultural roots: nothing can stop her when she’s cleaning the German way; she’s completely lost in her own world, especially under time pressure.
The perfect opportunity to look out for my favorite toy, hehe. Mom’s so stressed that she doesn’t see me, and the vacuum cleaner is so noisy that she can’t hear me.
Oh, and it’s not only for pleasure! I really did my best to prevent The Sister From Hell from invading our place: Mom run out of extra chargers, and her phone died when she was on her way to the terminal. Unfortunately, she spotted her sister without calling her. Bah. I thought I could count on Mom’s face blindness, but apparently she spend most of her life with this person.
Do you remember that we suddenly started hanging out with each other? Like some kind of cat sisterhood? When our silly human came home yesterday, she was surprised that we didn’t greet her at the door. She almost fainted when she entered the bedroom: Mom can’t remember when she’s last seen us so close to each other.
She had a big smile on her face for the rest of the day and checked upon us every so often – we were sleeping like that for many hours.
Now, we don’t want to say that it’s easy to make humans happy as it is hard work being so close to each other – we should get a lot of treats to recover! That being said, it is actually easy to keep humans wondering. Mom spent a lot of time finding a reason why we suddenly changed our behavior. Is it because we’re somehow “protected” by bumps? Will we eventually start snuggling with each other?
Today, she’s tried to build dens by arranging pillows and blankets under the bed-cover, and of course we’ve ignored her efforts so far. But who knows? Maybe we change our minds one day.
The good thing about selfies with cats is that I’m anonymous without making an effort.
And luckily, paws don’t stink. I actually like the smell of Tessa’s feet.
The downside … well, you’re likely to deal with a butt on your face.
I guess I should be thankful that her ladyship’s bottom is not on my mouth!
Yes, some of you have seen the last picture already on Instagram, but I thought I’d share it here as well. (And heck, I need to get a similar picture editing app for my pc – the last picture is worlds apart from the others!)
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We heard rumors that our shabby Mom will come back any minute, so we’re plotting our revenge. I decided that I won’t let her sleep in the big bed.
That’s me a couple of weeks ago. I had a good nap on the bedspreads when Mom went to bed. The thought of waking me up broke her heart, so she tried to find a compromise. Eventually, she sneaked under the bed-cover without disturbing me too much.
Today I’m planning to place myself in the middle of the bed, and make myself as big as possible, so that she can’t get under the bedcover at all. Maybe Kajsa could back me up here? Mom’s bed is quite big, so it’s difficult to do this job all by myself.