There are... one, two, three, four, five, six... six big boxes in the bedroom, that Mommy filled with things that contain paper and things that play movies and human fur and stuff. There is also one big bag and one small box and the little shelf is all empty and she does not even scream at us when we climb into it.
Here's Ruska in the shelf...
And the ... "vestibule" *proudly looks to Ruska, see I learn from what Mommy teaches* was open for a long time yesterday and Mommy was sighing and putting weird things into a small box and said "ewewew" and that it's Daddy's oily stuff that he uses when he plays with cars. ...and I could not touch it, because I would become ewewew and oily as well.
Then she filled a lot of bags and her small suitcase with tons of human paws! And she was talking to herself that she can't believe she has become such a girl and there is waaaay too many of them, but she still wants more. Strange. Have to agree with Ruska here, one set of paws and one fur is more than enough.
Also the castleroom looks all different. There was quite a lot of stuff on top of our castle, but that it gone now. It then turned out that one room of our castle has a broken roof, but Mommy said she won't fix it, as we don't take the castle to Germany. Whaaat? But she promised to build a new one there soon. I sure hope so.
She also asks us all kinds of funny questions that we don't get and we can't answer, cause we can't speak human language, only type. She said that she has to "paint the kitchen table", because the nice old-style green was very nice in this old shithole of a kitchen, but it won't fit into the new one, as it is renovated. She wanted to go with either dark brown, black, white or red and asked for our opinion. I'd go with black. With a white spot and yellow eyes. That would be pretty. But also then she wondered how to paint it, cause we would run over it and be all brown, black, white or red ourselves! That's why I'd go with black, you see?
This morning she finally told me more about the adventure... she said we are driving for many hours and that the plan was for us to travel first class in a huge box in the back of a truck! Or something.... how eciiiiting! But then she suddenly said that that is madness and we can't do it and at least Ruska would die of a heart attack, as it is dark and cold and loud back in the truck. Now she wants to use our normal boxes and leashes so we can go to the litter box and have a snack every once in a while. She said it would be better, cause also we can hear their voices and it will calm us down. That is true. But Ruska will probably cry their ears off.
By the way.... note the comic versions that Mommy made of us!!!! They look exactly like us, don't they?
Mommy made also this cool advertisement for our blog:
Hihiiii!! In the background that's the place where we are gonna live!
It has a bridge and biiiiiig houses and lightning! Yes.
It has a bridge and biiiiiig houses and lightning! Yes.
- Yours, Phoebe
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