Byebye Granny...

Hello humans...

I am not in a mood for fun posts today.
It should be a fun day, because it is Mommy's birthday. As it is a ritual, we dropped the speaker off the shelf  in the morning to wake her up. Everything was normal...
But then Mommy read something from this machine and she got very, very sad. Daddy is sad, too.
Mommy told us, that our granny died. She was not our real granny, but I liked her a lot. She even cleaned me once... no visitor cat ever did that but her. I got very sad, too. Ruska didn't say anything, but I know she is sad inside. She always pretends not to like the cats that are visiting, but I know she has a big heart.

I knew that cats die. Humans do, too. And everyone...
I know my stepsister Lotta died. My stepsiblings Cookie and Mutteri probably, too... but I didn't know them personally. It is different if someone that you know dies.
I heard she didn't suffer and that is good. Now she'll be a good granny for all the cats across the rainbow bridge. And one day also for me and Ruska again... though I sure hope it will take a while still, there is so much more to explore for me here. Maybe I'll be someone's granny, too, one day. And someone will be sad when I die. That's a nice thought, I guess, even though it sounds strange...

I hope Granny's Mommy and Daddy will soon remember her with a smile and don't have to be so sad anymore. I hope everyone who knew Granny will keep her in good memory, because she deserves that.
And now I need to stop before I need to cry.

Byebye,
Phoebe

R.I.P. Minttu-Granny

2000-2014

Do not stand at my grave and weep,

I am not there; I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow,

I am the diamond glints on snow,

I am the sunlight on ripened grain,

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning’s hush

I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,

I am not there; I did not die.

*Mary Elizabeth Frye

Peter missed, help needed!

Hoomans! Hoomans! Hoomans!
You won't believe it! Peter is gone! Just gone! GONE!

Peter is the bug that Ruska told you about a while back. The bzzzzzbzzzzz one! I like playing with him a lot. Usually I have to wait until Mommy or Daddy gave him to me to play with, because they said we can only play with him with supervision. But the other night I was very bored and I saw where Daddy had put it... on the white shelf in the hallway! So when Mommy and Daddy slept and could not give him to me, I went there to get him myself. I played with him for a while and then I left him somewhere when I got hungry. But I can't remember where I put him. I searched everywhere. He is GONE!
I jumped on the shelf two more times. Mommy got angry. It was the first time she really got angry since we are here.

I really can't find him anywhere! If you see him, please tell me!

Today we got fancy cardsies. They are like the fancy booklets, but they are cardsies. Otherwise they are similar. They say our names and many things about us! We also got blingblings again as we got already with the fancy booklets. Ruska said they are meant to be put onto a collar. But Mommy and Ruska say that cats should not wear collars, cause it's very dangerous and we could kill ourselves. So we have noplace to put the blingbling. But it is nice to know we would have blingbling if we could wear collars.

Here is cardsies and blingblings.

Today also came the yummy cream that makes our bellies better. Mommy wanted to buy some the other day, because our bellies were upset. In our old home, one could buy it at the human pharmacy, just like that. But apparently in Germany that does not work. A nice lady has to tell the pharmacy that you need it and only then you can have it. I was already excited, maybe we would get to a nice lady again?
Mommy then said that her aunt is a nice lady and might be able to help. But then she found a pharmacy for animals, which is inside this machine here and then she bought it there. Today it arrived. Too bad our bellies are not upset anymore today, so we don't get to eat the cream! But our bellies are upset quite often, so hopefully soon. yay!

The cream came with new toys. Mommy said that they will clean our teeth while playing. I don't believe that and neither does she. But they are awesome toys!

Teethtoys!

Don't forget to tell me if you saw Peter!

-Phoebe

Awesomeness wins cuteness!

Anytime... really!
Phoebe might be cute, but I bet I have more fans! (But don't tell her, she might feel sad, she's only a kid, she doesn't get along with my fame!)

I also decided, that we will offer autographs to our fans! Phoebe thinks that is insane... but as I said... kids, right? I'm an IT cat, I should give autographs. Mommy says, she isn't so sure if I should keep writing the blog, because my arrogance starts getting out of hands. I don't think so. I have everything under control. No drugs, either. Just some catnip every now and then, maybe... who could blame me?
Anyways... let me know here or on Facebook if you want an autograph. (Maybe you should ask for Phoebe's, too, so she will be happy and get the fun behind it!)

I wrote an autograph for Om Nom. It said it didn't even want one, but I don't care. It doesn't know its luck! Getting the very first exclusive Ruskagraph! You can have a look how awesome it is:

Ruskagraph!

Today Mommy bought us amazing businesscat accessories!! She saw them yesterday on the profile of Maurice, Luke and Joker. They are also cats and also living here and also famous. And they are boys. I'd like to meet them. I am still sad about losing my secret crush Jekku to Finland. I need other men to distract me. *sigh* Anyways.... their Mommy had bought them business accessories, so our Mommy bought some for us as well!

This is me with a tie. So business!

This is Phoebe with a bow-tie. 

We had to spend a long time in the kitchen this morning. There was another man who was running inside and outside and Mommy was scared Phoebe would try to get away again. The man spent a long time there and Mommy was annoyed when he left. She sad he came, because the other man who was here two days ago could not give us a ringelingthing that comes out of the wall. Now the man who was here today said, that the other man was just angry, because Mommy bought the ringelingthingthing from another company than the webz and ringeling is coming from, so that is why he didn't make any effort. I don't get it. Humans are weird.

Another man will come in some days and try again. I hope he will be more effective, Mommy starts really getting annoyed. And then she forgets to feed me.

Also, things went down today! Mommy bought another devil! KÄÄK! Why would she do that? Now she can devil even without getting the big devil! The new devil is way smaller and if I am not in the kitchen when she takes it, I won't notice before she starts deviling with it. I might get a heart attack! Help!

New devil! AH!

-Ruska

My excursion to explore the world......

...ended in the hallway.
Well, it was worth a try. The door to the outside-of-the-flat was open for a loooong time today. There was a funny looking man with a box. I could not climb into the box and neither sniff on the man's shoes, cause Mommy took me on her arms. But later she let me down and the door was open. Mommy stood next to it, but I thought, maybe she wouldn't notice... I inspected the situation for a looong time and then I took some steps into open-door-direction. Mommy noticed.... she looked at me. I looked back at her. She kept looking. I kept looking, too, and took some more steps, while looking. She still looked and asked what I thought I was doing. Well, exploring? Mommy won the staring contest eventually. And then she threw Mr. Sqwiwwel. How am I supposed to concentrate on looking at her with my biiiiiiiiiiiiig puppy- ... erm... kitty eyes, when she is throwing sqwiwwels? Unfaaaaair!

The man left and Mommy went with him and then they came back and Mommy was annoyed. The man should have brought a ringelingthing that is connected to the wall and the worlds wides webz to this machine. But he didn't... because there were cables missing. Mommy called some people and some people called Mommy and maybe someone will fix it. Or not.

The other day, I observed something interesting. Mommy and Daddy sat in the box in which out litter boxes are usually and there was water and above the water, there was funny white stuff! But another one than the cold one that was lying on the ground outside our old home. (I think that one might not exist here, at least I have not seen it anywhere yet.) I was standing on the little chair next to the litter boxes-box and looked at it. It smelled funny. Mommy said it smelled like Japanese cherry blossoms. I don't know what Japanese cherry blossoms are, so I can't say if that is true. But it did smell funny. I wanted to try to play in it, but the water under it reminded me too much of the kitchensink-incident so I didn't.

Now I need to go watch the TV show with singing hoomans. Some of them can sing and some of them can't. And then there are two men and two women who tell them if they can or if they can't. Sometimes they say "You can't sing, but you have a nice ass, you can go to the recall." or something... and then Mommy screams at them, that it is supposed about talent, not boobies and asses.... Ruska says that's dirty language. Also the the women in the show are always getting pissed about boobies and asses. Probably boobies and asses are a bad thing. I have neither boobies nor asses... I think so at least.
I can't sing either. But I am very cute, so maybe I should try my luck there.
Se Deutschland is suching se super Phoebe. Or something. Yes.

I will go to practice right now. LAAAA LAAALALALAAAAA LAA MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEOW!

Byebye!
-Germany's Super Phoebe

Chickeeeeen! And Dottie, too... and huge litter boxes... and other things...

Nöff.
So little time for my creative outbursts! Mommy is sitting in front of the machine all the time and looks for work or screams at it or plays Candy Crush and screams at it, too. If she is not sitting here, she is sitting on the sofa and watch unemployed unemployed people, who are awkward and really not real. She says she needs that right now, because she feels not quite as stupid and useless then. Even though she does, because one is stupid and useless when watching those shows. Today I watched one show with her. There was a very blonde girl who was rich but then she wasn't! And she had a night club and then she hadn't! And her sister called some detectives and the detectives found out all the truth. I want to be a detective.

Then, when I got bored, I tried sneaking to the machine to write some news to my fans - you! But then she came and shooed and said she needed to play Candy Crush! 

Oh well.... now Phoebe is sitting in the kitchen door with her claws out ready to immobilize Mommy when she is coming to shoo. I think Mommy really needs a work, she is a mess. She bough human food in a can and there was a chicken on the can and it looked funny and she kept showing it to us and tell us to look at it. Phoebe did. Phoebe found it hilarious. Phoebe didn't stop looking at the chicken and Mommy laughed and Phoebe meowed and poked it and laughed. They both need help.

But to more important things! DOTTIE is back! Dottie is my best friend and worst enemy! It is the famous red dot! It was gone for many weeks or even months, but now it is back. Ooooh, so exciting. Too bad the floor is so much more slippery here than in our old home. Yesterday, while running after Dottie, I crashed into the water bowl at least 3 times. And once in the sofa table.
There are many other things new as well. We finally got the sense behind the ball that the bear gave us. It is very complicated. Sometimes there is food coming out when it is rolling... sometimes there is not. Very weird.

HELLO? FOOD? Can you hear me, food?

Phoebe's head is a pink ball!

There is also another toy. It can walk And sometimes it gets stuck somewhere and then it makes an amazing lot of noise. Like bzzzzzzzzwswszwwzwszzzbbbbbzbzbzbbzbzbwbbwbwbwbwbwbbbzbzbzbzbzbzlzlzlzl. Like that. Yes. 

The toy fled to Mommy into the litterboxroom. Phoebs tries to get it out.

Now it got stuck under the carpet. Phoebe's motivation is incredible.

THEEEEEEERE it is!

Did I mention that Mommy is losing it? I think I did. Lately she wrapped us into blankets often and called us her babies. Awkwaaaaard! She says it's a joke and it looks cute. I say, that woman's craaaazy!

Here is Phoebe wrapped like a baby! She likes it. She thinks she's even cuter this way.

There is not only noise in the walls anymore, but also noise outside. They are doing something here... with biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig loud machines. Other machines than this one. But machines. It looks a bit like a huuuge litter box in which they are digging around. Interesting, indeed. I have a first row seat from my favorite sofaroom-window-spotty. I am carefully observing the happenings!

Like I said... I'd make a pawsome detective!

Now Daddy is eating the stuff from the can with the funny looking chicken, which is not funny looking. I think I will try to steal some.

Bye humans!

-Ruska

P.S. Here is the chicken that amused Mommy and Phoebe.

Food and noise and diet and burrito!

...and... yes!

Life here starts being normal. Somehow. Daddy is going to work and Mommy is a desperate housewife. But she got invited to talk to people who might give her work. Probably then I have to be the woman in the house, I guess. I just won't devil, I can promise that much! Yesterday Mommy suggested that I could find a job instead of her. I could wear a little collar shirt and have a little briefcase and go to a boring office and be like business cat. That sounds fun. The only problem is, that there are people. And I don't like people. Also, there would be an annoying amount of fur on my collar shirt. That would be non-serious. I can't build my career with cat fur all over my collar shirt! How would that look? And then Phoebe would be alone at home. Unless, of course, I would get her into my company. She could be the overly eager trainee or something. Always rushing around with a Starbucks cup, being all hipster and stuff. That totally sounds like her. Or then we just let Mommy find a job and I continue eating and sleeping. Yeah. Yeah, that sounds good.

What I don't like about our home is that there is just waaaay too much noise here! The other day, something was exploding. Probably. In the wall. It was very loud in the wall. Maybe the wall was angry? Or someone was deviling in the wall? I don't know. Mommy said it's the neighbors. They are living in the wall? Are they small? They must be. Walls are not big. How can small neighbors make big noises? I don't know. I am confused.

Mommy brought more new food today. Awwwwww, great!
I like new food! We get many different foods now, not only the same boring shit. Mommy says it's also good for our bellies. I am sad we don't get the one yummy food anymore, but Phoebe's belly is always making the rumblies when we get it and she gets diarrhea and... I shouldn't go deeper into that, should I? Nah. So anyways. New food! YAY!

I tried a new diet today as well.... Mommy keeps complaining about my weight, so maybe I should change something. Mommy was having salad for lunch. She says it is very healthy and - AAAAH THE WALL NEIGHBORS ARE LOUD AGAIN! HELP! PANIC! DOOM! - what? where was I? Oh, the salad. So yes. I tasted the salad, as it is healthy and does not make me fat. It was not yummy. No. Really not. Ew.

SALAAAAD! No. Never again. Ew. No.

Yesterday Phoebe was lost. She was literally gone for hours! Mommy didn't seem to be worried. Strange. At some point during my search for her I was running over the new chair and I heard Phoebe complaining that I should take my fat legs off her ribs. But I couldn't still see her! But then she came out from under the blanket. Oh. Hi Phoebe. Hmh.

Mommy said it is good that we are inside and can't actually get lost. We might die. It is a dangerous city out there. She saw a man almost dying today. A car hit him. Cars are evil. Friends of mine lost all nine lives at once through cars. Some of my step-siblings did, too. Mikko lost 8 out of 9. But the guy Mommy saw didn't die after all. Maybe humans have many lives as well? I don't know. What's the sense in life? To be or not to be? To meow or... OH, get food, gotta go, BYES!

-Ruska

p.s. Mommy's friend was once quitting life to become a burrito. She became a chair eventually... but anyways, I decided to also quit life to become a burrito. Or purrito as Mommy's other friend suggested. That purrilliant.

AAAAH now Phoebe eats my food. Sonofadog.

Me as a burrito.

I'm cute.

Grandma liked Ruska more, but spare Grandma liked me more.
At least I decided so. Someone has to like me more. I am cute. Ruska is cute too. But I am cute in the cute way. Ruska is cute in the chubby way. Ruska thinks Mommy hates her, because Mommy said that Ruska has a boy's face. She does. And then Ruska redecided that Mommy actually loves her, because Mommy brought a lot of food today.

Is that confusing? Yes, yes, it is.

I'll try it from the start.
Grandpa and spare Grandma came for a visit today. We have met Grandpa already once, in our old home, but spare Grandma was new. She is as crazy about cats as Mommy and she used to have a cat that looked like me. That's why I think maybe she likes me more.
Ruska tried to get adopted by them, because Mikko, our brother, always gets a lot of food. As much as he wants. But then Ruska's own fear came into her way. Whenever the doorbell rings she hides behind the sofa and stares at the door from behind it. Especially when Mommy opens it and you hear steps coming closer. And then Ruska runs and hides in the shelf. So nobody sees her and nobody adopts her.

Mommy and Daddy and Grandpa and spare Grandma left and when they came back it was only Mommy and Daddy left and Ruska was still here. Well, that's good. If she got adopted I would be bored. And Ruska didn't want to get adopted anymore, because Mommy had lots and lots of food in her bag. They also had a huuuge bag of litterboxlitter. Mommy said it is much cheaper than in Finland. Because it is made here. And then shipped to Finland. And we shipped half a bag back to here. Hihi.
There were new foods. But they are not all new, because one of them is apparently the same as we had in Finland. Just in very much prettier boxes... and with more different tastes. Mommy brought salmon and reindeer and elk. I can't wait to try it. And Ruska even less.

Here is the food Mommy brought.
The pile is the pretty new packs of our old food.
On the right there is a pack of it from Finland to compare.

Mommy says she can't believe it is the same one. But it has Swedish writing and it costs exactly the same as in Finland. Probably it is the same. Mommy bought also two little cans of "personal food" as she called it. One is called "Little Starlet" and it is for Ruska. On the side it says "Isn't she something very special, my little Starlet?! At least she's convinced she is. And THAT is what I love about her. Character has to be rewarded."
The other one is called "Sorry" and it is for me. On its side is written "Clanking from the bathroom - my perfume! Lucky (read "Phoebe") is shaking his head in disgust. His protesting "meow" must mean: Sorry, but that is not MY fault - can I have something yummy now?"
It is very fitting indeed.

Personal foods!

Last but not least, here is a picture of me at work:

Bye!

-Phoebe

Happy Meow Year!

I want to be a hooman!
I really do.
Humans always say that they want to be a cat. Cause a cat can only sleep and eat and has no worries. Mommy said it just lately. Why couldn't we switch roles and I have to worry about money and finding a job instead of her? She's right. I wouldn't mind! I'm cute, I'd find a job in no time.
We don't have much to do, that is true... but it is also kinda boring you know. I bet you humans would go crazy being in my skin for a day! So much energy and nowhere to put it. Well, not if you are Ruska... but usually.

Yesterday I wanted to be a human badly. It was boomboom day and I watched the young humans on the street making a lot of boom! There were lights in the sky and on the ground and all the time and aaaaaaah it was awesome! Ruska wasn't so convinced. She switched between sitting next to me and watching and sitting in the box that Mommy made us and breathing into her paperbag. She was also sure that Mommy and Daddy had died, because they left before the boomboom and didn't come back all night. She was crying that we would never get food again and she would have to find away to break into the food cupboard and that she was too young to die.

But of course Mommy and Daddy came back home today and Mommy said we were very nice cats, because we didn't destroy anything. And we got each a bowl of food, so full we couldn't even eat it all. They brought a big chair with them. That is good, as they left the other chair we slept on in Finland... the chair smells very funny like another cat. Mommy said it was our brother Mikko's favorite, but he got a new one. Wow, brother-chair! Ruska is scared of it. She says she thinks it might kill her. Oh, boy.

Mommy and Daddy also have a new toy. They had it for some days but never did anything with it. Today they put their human fur in and got all excited. They put me and Ruska in front of it to watch. There was the sound of water and a wheel spinning and the human fur going in circles. Booooooooooring.

Mommy said that our Grandpa and spare Grandma come for a visit on the weekend. Without brother Mikko, though. Ruska is already cleaning herself because she wants to make a good impression. Nerd.

Now I will go and nap on the new chair. It is so huge. It feels like a throne. Yay!

-Yours,
Phoebe