The green armchair

Why this place is better than ours, Part I

I know, Kajsa said that she wants to go home, but I’m not too sure. One of the great benefits of our vacation home is its variety of furniture. Dear feline friends, do you have your own armchair? I’ve never seen a human sitting on this chair, so I assume that grandpa bought it for me.

cat has her own chair

It’s great that Mamma will ship this chair to Finland when we’re going back, because it’s rude to leave gifts behind, isn’t it?

cat on armchair

If only Kajsa understood that this is MY chair! Look at those evil eyes!! I think Mamma should protect me and make Kajsa go away! Mamma says that  (more…)

Statuesque

Granny removed almost all small figures from the shelf before we arrived at our holiday home. I really don’t understand why she did that – they wouldn’t have bothered us at all!

Now… don’t you agree that there’s plenty of space for a statue of myself? I’m already posing, but I couldn’t convince granny. This place is really awful. We want to go home!

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Our flight with Finnair

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finnair kissaOnly the best for my girls – I called a cab (we think a limousine would have been more appropriate /Kajsa) to be faster at the airport. They were meowing their way to the airport, but were silent when we arrived. Finnair’s ground staff was very friendly; they admired the Queens, and took me through the procedure.

A security guy checked their carriers at the bulky luggage counter (BAH! We are Queens, not bulky luggage!). It was really helpful that I had taken their leashes with me; otherwise, it would have been very difficult to hold them. Nevertheless, Kajsa hurt me and whipped the leash out of my hand (hehe, humans are not smarter than cats), but I caught her right away (Embarrassing. No comment.) Hallelujah.

The big moment was finally there: I had to leave them. I was hysterical and started crying. Oops. The staff comforted me, and told me again that they’re taking good care of my babies. I was so thankful for their kind words. I mean, they’re shipping pets every day, but they took their time and were patient with me.

I had difficulties to trust them anyways. When I was boarding (more…)

We’re coming for you, German cats!

By the way – my trip to Germany wasn’t my first flight. I was travelling to Canada earlier this week to celebrate Canada Day become even more powerful. I visited the Cats From Hell, and they conferred their title on me! So now I’m a Cat From Hell myself!! You’re wondering how I made this happen? Well, I participated in their weekly Finish the Sentence Game and I won! My sentence was I also want to become a Cat From Hell, so on my visit to Canada, you’ve to bestow this title on me!

Cat from HellSo… now to the important part. Kajsa and I are having great plans (more…)

Our new home

how cats feel after flying Dear feline friends, please be very careful if your human is an immigrant. Those damn foreigners! Mamma was becoming all patriotic, and travelled to her country of origin. Good for her, but why did she take us with her?? We were perfectly happy in Finland!

It gets even worse – she’s neglecting us our freedom of speech! I’d like to write a long post on our trauma, but Mamma says she doesn’t want to blog all day. After all, she came to Germany to hang out with her family, and not with her computer. Bah! Ok, she’s promised that we get to blog every day, but that’s not enough!

I don’t know her password (unbelievable, it’s neither (more…)

So long, Finland. Update from the airport

Eu pet passportWaiting at my gate for boarding. I’m too tired to be nervous, so that’s good. The girls are checked in. Kajsa tried to run away when the security guy checked her box. Tessa’s box fell. It was my fault. Nothing happened to her. Hallelujah.

I hope I can catch some sleep on the plane, too tired to write right now. I’ll continue blogging whilst we’re in Germany, and I’ll update my Facebook page when we get to my parents’ flat.

The grass is always greener

cats love fences

I hope that being on an airplane / abroad is as exciting as my neighbor’s garden, but who do I try to fool. I’m getting very nervous, 2 days until our summer vacation!

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A meowing pram

I don’t have a car, but public transportation is very good here. I never felt the urge of getting a car until my girls moved in. For some odd reason, all vets are difficult to reach. Well, not really difficult, but I don’t want to change busses with two cats. I neither want to walk for more than a few minutes with them, so I had to come up with something.

I admit that I’m quite satisfied with myself, because I had a brilliant idea. I bought on Ebay an old pram for 10€ (11$). The closest vet is a 20 minutes’ walk from my place – no problem when I put their carriers in the pram.

how to transport your cat to the vetI love that I can use the pram regardless of the weather. It has a rain cover so my girls won’t get wet. I can cover their carriers with blankets if it’s really cold.

how to transport your cat without a carAnd best of all – you do entertain your neighborhood when you’re taking your cats for a walk!

Our Long Summer Vacation

cat flight transportationSo we’ll be travelling, and yes, I’m terrified. It wasn’t an easy decision, but I decided to give it a try. I had two alternatives for this summer

  1. Visit my parents for 1 week and get a cat sitter.
  2. Take my girls with me and stay for 6 weeks

6 weeks are a very long time, and I don’t know when I’ll get this opportunity again. I miss my family, and I’d love to spend as much time as possible with them. I’ll never know whether my girls are ok with flying if I don’t give it a try. If it works out, I’ll do it again. If it doesn’t, I won’t. I’m pretty sure that they’ll easily adjust to my parent’s flat: they only needed 30 minutes to feel comfortable at my place when I got them from the shelter – even though they hardly knew me. That’s why I believe that they’ll be fine as long as I’m with them.

The flight is only 2.5 hours, but it’d take us 3-4 days to travel by car, because we need to cross the Baltic Sea. The flight wouldn’t stress me if I could take my girls to the cabin. Unfortunately, (more…)

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