Pizza Day!

It's pizza day.
Daddy and Mommy decided to order pizza today.
Ruska said that she wanted some too. She wanted some with beefsteak on top and the bottom also made of beefsteak. I said I wanted the same, but she said I could not have the same, because it was her idea. That's mean. Then Daddy suggested tuna pizza. I said I wanted that, but Ruska said I couldn't have it, cause it was Daddy's idea. Then I said I want a four season cat pizza. That is a pizza with crust made from dry cat food and then you spread cat pudding on it and then you put tuna, salmon, shrimps and cooked chicken meat there. And cheese on top. Ruska turned red and purple and green and then said she wanted that, too.
THAT'S NOT FAIR! It was MY idea!
But I am not sure if there will be any pizza for anyone, cause Daddy is driving a car in the machine and is talking to himself, I think. At least I don't hear anyone else talk. First I thought he talked to me, but he said things like "Lets go shoot him." and I don't even have a gun. Hmh.
Mommy keeps saying pizza is bad and will make us all even fatter than we are.
That's not fair, only Ruska is fat, so only Ruska should not get pizza.
Maybe I should pee somewhere, maybe they would order pizza then?

I also tried to dye my fur. I wanted to leave my head and back and tip of my tail black and then dye one red stripe starting from my chest going all the way around my sides and my butt and back to the front to my chest and then dye my legs and my belly yellow.
I would look like the flags on the cars and everywhere. I would be a walking blackredyellow and everyone would love me here. I guess.
It appears everyone here loves everything blackredyellow.
Mommy says that shit will go down tonight.
Blackredyellow will play against bluewhitebluewithsomeyellow.
And if blackredyellow wins, we won't be able to sleep all night, cause humans have no brains. Or something similar.
If they don't win, the country will be blown up and we all die.
I guess.

Oh well.

I want that pizza now.

-Phoebe

Here's me and Ruska being cute.

I don't like trees.

Hello humans!

Still not much beefsteak in sight. We got some pudding though. That's something, right?
I mean, it's real pudding only for cats. Humans can't eat it. Cats can. Mommy says that it is really extremely super unhealthy, but once in a while we should be allowed to eat a little bit of unhealthy.
I wonder if beefsteak is unhealthy?
I mean, it must be, because we get it so rarely. Then again, Mommy once said that beefsteak is very good for cats. That does not make any sense at all!

More news: the horrible car is gone! JACKPOT!
I totally got around sitting in it even. That's good.
Phoebe is sad about the car being gone.... she is worried she might not be able to ever go to the grim reeper again. What's the heck is wrong with that little lunatic?
Why would she even....?
Oh, nevermind.

Also.... the ballthing is still going on much.
It appears the blackredyellow ones that everyone who lives here has to find awesome are doing pretty well. I heard people say that they will be the master of the world. Or something like that.
Anyways, I think that's something special. Not everyone can be master of the world. What a title. If there was a master of the cat world, that would be me.

Mommy's arm looks funny, too. She sticks gluey things onto it and say they will heal it. Or something. She can't really move it cause she fell off a tree. Or something.
Now she is looking over my shoulder and tells me I am not supposed to write that she fell off a tree, because that is how rumors are started according to her.
Well, she did say something with trees and falling, so that must be it. What more options can there be?
Anyways, I never liked trees. When I was still and outside cat I made a hhhuuuge circle around them. Some of my friends climbed at them. One got stuck once. Humans had to come with portable stairs and help him down. Ahhh, good old times!
But trees, really, no thanks!

Mommy also got herself some new fur.
You know how humans feel the need to continuously change their fur. In the morning, in the evening, depending on the weather or what they plan on doing.... so complicated.
But I like the new fur Mommy bought today. It's evening fur. The back legs have cats on the knees and on the belly there is a Polaroid photo of three cats with some hashtags under them. So basically, the fur looks much like me and our blog. Mommy said it reminded her of me, so she bought it. That's so cute.

Goodbye, humans!

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