Cleaning your house is always useful, but sometimes even enlightening.
… and I was wondering why I had reception problems. (more…)
Kajsa is a great cat for lazy servants. She likes to sit on my belly for hours, and you don’t even need to move when she wants to play: she’s a bit of a dog, because she likes to fetch balls.
In case you’re wondering what I’m saying: (Urg. Isn’t it always awful to hear your own voice on tape?)
tuu tänne – come here
hyvä(ä) – good , well done
Poor Tessa understands tuu tänne, but she doesn’t get the idea of the game. You can see her in the end of the video, she looks confused.
A blog hop is a specific topic bloggers write about on a certain day. The blog hop (hopping from one blog to another) collects all links, and makes it easy to see how others have interpreted this topic. 52 Snapshots of Life is a Weekly Themed Photo Challenge hosted by The Lazy Pit Bull . This week’s topic is Play.
They wake me up. They stress me until I give up and go downstairs. They hurry me whilst I’m in the bathroom. They sit hungry in front of their bowls. I’ve problems mixing their food with probiotics, because they already start eating. I put the food on the floor, they start fighting. Needless to say that they’ve two bowls, both want to eat from the same.
I make my breakfast. Their own food isn’t interesting anymore; both try to eat from my plate. They walk on my keyboard and try to distract me as much as they can. Their own food is untouched.
They go upstairs and stay for some hours on my bed. Their mission is accomplished: they’ve stressed and bossed me around, and now they’ve my bed for themselves. Indeed, my bed is far too small for two cats and one human.
They come eventually downstairs and eat all the food – it’s not that they didn’t like it; they just don’t want to eat it right away. They’ll however starve if I don’t feed them early in the morning.
We’re still waiting for the ‘poopy lab results’, but the vet said that their ears are better – no ear mites, no bacteria! Their ears are still dirty though, so we’ll continue with our joyful daily ear cleaning ritual.
A blog hop is a specific topic bloggers write about on a certain day. The blog hop (hopping from one blog to another) collects all links, and makes it easy to see how others have interpreted this topic. This posting was part of The Cat On My Head’s blog hop Selfie Sunday.
I write a diary to keep track of their diarrhea and medical treatment. However, I thought it might be a good idea to write a summary as well.
Before it gets too confusing: they also have issues with their ears, but I believe that this is not related to their diarrhea – they had ear problems long before their diarrhea started. They had ear mites at the shelter. The vet confirmed on May 11th that they don’t have ear mites anymore, but now an ear infection (bacterial). They got antibiotic ear drops for 2 weeks, additionally to the daily ear cleaning.
Mamma had one of her nightmares the other day. She was at the psychiatric hospital where she stayed for three months last year. The nurses had taken us away, because Mamma didn’t take care of us. Well, she did, but her house was such a mess, that the psychiatrists decided that Mamma couldn’t take care of herself, and certainly not of her cats. This nightmare never seemed to stop; she was cleaning all the time, but it wasn’t good enough. Tessa and I were lonely and on death row, and Mamma was exhausted and distressed. She tried to smuggle us somewhere in a parcel, but the nurses controlled all her bags and boxes.
I think the nurses sound very evil; I want to bite them and pee on their beds. Mamma says that it’s really bad to be on psychiatric ward, but the nurses weren’t evil. Mamma didn’t know her own best when she was there, and that’s why they decided everything for her, even though Mamma didn’t agree. (more…)
Tessa is a multifaceted cat – she knows how to braid my hair, and now she’s even selling on Ebay! It’s all about perspective, isn’t it? I could complain that she’s destroying my pictures, and that she’s ruining the washed and ironed clothes I want to sell. But I’m a great and loving Mom; I
know that grumbling doesn’t stop her appreciate her help.
I’m always prepared for surprises when I wake up and go downstairs. 8 hours are plenty of time to trash the first floor. I wasn’t ready for a bird though and couldn’t believe my ears. Yes, my ears, because I couldn’t see the bird. I was confused that Kajsa and Tessa didn’t seem to care about the noises, but they’ve been probably trying to catch the bird for many hours.
I was clever enough to lock my cats out of the kitchen before I started searching. I’m used to birds inside: about 2-3 blue tits get every year lost in the attic, but I’ve never seen one downstairs. I know that some blue tits are living under the roof in winter, but I’ve never found the hole to the attic. (more…)
Although our last week wasn’t boring at all: two very close friends of mine stayed with us for some days. Guess how nervous I was! Especially Kajsa was very shy at the shelter, and would always hide when people had a look at their cage. I needed 3 days until she left her hiding spot, so I was sure we wouldn’t see her so much.
Well, they proved me wrong. Both were social and seemed to enjoy the extra attention. 3 pairs of hands to boss around!
I was so happy and finally invited my little neighbor over. She’s 9 years old, and she’s been asking me about them ever since I told her that I’ve adopted cats. (more…)