Guess it’s departure day … Our human is stressed out and tries to remember a thousand things. Kajsa is already hiding under the sofa, but I take advantage of the situation. I’m an opportunist and I know that our human is way too distracted to pay attention to me.
So while my human is packing, I’m unpacking her bag. I’m sure these treats want to travel in my stomach to Finland!
Jeeeeeez. You’re disturbing my carefully scheduled afternoon nap! Some of you may remember that I’m acat who can calculate the sun path. So please don’t disturb my busy sun-bath schedule. We’ll soon travel back to Finland, so I’ve to enjoy the last days of continental day length.
P.S. The windows are dirty. When do you attempt to clean them? Can’t really see that you’re keeping up with common service standards.
Phew! This has been a very exhausting week and I really need to rest this weekend.
My human said something about working hard today, some sort of “spring-cleaning” in Autumn. That probably involves a vacuum cleaner which in turn means that Kajsa will hide and let me in peace. Wonderful.
I’m sure Mom wouldn’t dare making the bed while I’m here? Especially since I build a very comfy den? She may clean all she wants as long as she leaves the bedroom to me. Fresh bedding is anyways overrated, she sure doesn’t want to miss out on all the fur I put on “her” blanket?
Feline friends – I’m very sorry for the poor quality, but I can’t help sharing pictures of my gorgeous athletic body.
Can anyone hire a better photographer? Mom sucks.
Is this technically a handstand? Mom says no, but I think she’s just jealous: we all know that humans are stuck in inflexible bodies. Ok, some humans can stand on their hands, but certainly not our human.
The door of my bedroom is small. I was too lazy to fold the laundry rack, put it to another room and to rearrange all clothes. So when I just wanted to fix a small thing on the floor, I decided to store the clothes horse on my bed.
Mistake number 1: the rack fell on its side.
Mistake number 2: I thought it was funny-cute that Tessa immediately took advantage of the opportunity to place her fur everywhere.
Mistake number 3: I didn’t get the degree of “placing her fur everywhere”.
The laundry dried. I folded towels and didn’t pay attention to their color. Some days later, I was puzzled over weird strains on my towels. It didn’t make any sense until I found parts of a hairball on a sheet. Turned out that Tessa must have yakked a very juicy hairball while she was sitting under the tilted clothes horse. Gnarg.
I’ve no idea how she succeeded doing this in secret. Throwing up is very hard work for Tessa, and is normally accompanied by weird “pumping” sounds while hopping backwards at the same time.
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.