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!

The thing with the ice cream...

I am highly upset.
I almost fell out of the window, cause Mommy was almost dying. Or something like that.
Mommy and Daddy were gone - once again. When they came back, they had ice cream.
Did I mention I LOVE ice cream?
They ate the ice cream by the open window, but Mommy's ice cream tried to kill her so she ran away and Daddy ran after her.
I took the chance to have a look. I stuck my nose out of the window. My front paws were on the sill outside, my back paws on the sill inside. I was perfectly fine. Phoebe started screaming that Mommy didn't want that and that Mommy told her that if we put our paws out of the window we will die.
Pffff and she says I am the scared cat?
Then Mommy came back and started to scream that I was gonna jump and die. Duuuuuuuuuuude.
Daddy shooed me off the window.

Mommy offered us some ice cream then. Did I mention I LOVE ice cream?
I was a bit suspicious, it tried to kill her after all.... but I wanted to try anyways.
I smelled it, but it didn't smell so nice. I am sure it wasn't even ice cream. Cause ice cream never smells bad. I love ice cream. Did I mention that?

Then she offered Phoebe the ice cream. Phoebe screamed something like "ICE CREAM OF DEATH!" but sniffed on it still.
She didn't dare to try it either. I don't know if it was because Mommy almost died of it or because it really didn't smell like ice cream.
It was cookies ice cream. And cherry-banana ice cream. I never tried cherry-banana but cookies are delicious. Still, I'm sure that wasn't ice cream. I miss the good Finnish ice cream.
It's called Jättis. It's my favourite and Phoebe's too.

Ice cream of death that isn't ice cream.

As Phoebe told you there was the thing wth the ball and the feet yesterday.
I really don't get the hype.
Mommy was screaming a lot.
She was talking about a Jogi and a Klose and about people being too slow and other people being too fast.
I don't think the blackwhiteredyellows won. They didn't lose either. How is that possible? I don't know.
I want ice cream.

It's MY blackredandyellow, only miiine!

Here's Phoebe being all model-like with the blackredandyellow.

- Ruskis

So many worldcupz...

Hallo humans!!!

There is a worldcupz. Did you know that?
I mean....there was another one a while back with people dressed in blue and white and also other colors. But the blue and white ones were the best according to Mommy and Daddy. They are sliding around on fun white stuff or something like that and need to win something. The blue and white ones almost won, but not quite still.

Now there is green stuff instead of white stuff and the balls are much bigger.
It's called football, cause you kick the ball with the foot. I think. Daddy got a tiny football the other day and when he brought it home I tried to play with it. I kicked it with my paw. Pawball. But it was still too big, even though it is smaller than the worldcupz one and it kept rolling under my stomach and then I rolled over it and fell over.
Also, now the sticks are missing, cause they kick with the feet and they aren't so blue and white. I saw some blue and white ones and I cheered, but that was wrong apparently. I need to cheer for the ones with the white and black stuff.... and everything that is black, red and golden.
Mommy has a black, red and golden flag. It's lying on the floor. Other people have black red and golden flags on their cars. I saw them when looking outside from the window.

Mommy also has a necklace with black red and golden flowers. She put it on Ruska. Ruska didn't like it. Like really totally not.

Here is the unamused Ruska with Mommy and lots of white and black and black, red and gold.

Many other things happened, too. I went to the nice lady! It was a blast! I could drive with the red car that Daddy has. It's not his still, but I could drive with it.
The nice lady looked at me and at my pee. And she said that she really does not understand what is wrong with me. Hihi. That's because nothing is, probably. I feel fine.

Mommy said that maybe she needs to take me to the nice lady again and then the nice lady can look at my blood, too. And maybe she can then see what is wrong. I am not sure. I still feel fine.

Now I have to mentally prepare to look at the black and white humans kicking their footballs. Yes.
I promise I will write more often here again. Maybe. Or maybe not.
But Ruska will. Maybe. Or maybe not.

Bye!

-Phoebs

You have reached your destimeowtion!

Oh hi, hello hoomans!

We are not on a boat anymore, but we are in another country!!
Excitiiiiiiiing!

The boat was fun. Ruska got seasick and puked. I am not allowed to tell this to anyone. I still did. Hihiiiiiiii. But otherwise everything was fine. I slept on Mommy's legs. Mommy didn't sleep.

In the morning Mommy put our harnesses on. OMGOMGOMG that means we get to go outside??? She wanted to put Ruska in her harness first, but she could not close it, because Ruska gained too much weight. So funny. Then I had to wear Ruska's and Ruska mine, because mine can be changed to a bigger size. Ruska's was a bit too big for me, even in the tightest size. But we did not get the leashes and outside as usual, but we had to go back into the boxes. We left the boat and got into the big car again.

It was very loud and shaky and I think Mommy was more scared than us. I heard them talk that it was very, very windy and the wind tried to blow over the big car!!! Or something like that. And that we are in Sweden! We drove through the Sweden a long time. Every now and then we stopped, then we got our leashes and could go to the litterbox in the back of the big car. But we were waaaay to excited to use it!! On one stop we were even allowed to walk around a bit. Wow, I walked in Sweden!! What Finnish cat can claim that it has walked around in Sweden? So proud.
My box was on Mommy's lap most of the time. It was fun, cause I could see a bit. Every time she tried to put me down because her legs got sore I made sure I started to scream until she took me back up. Hihi. We were very quiet otherwise, you know. We are nice cats. But when I started screaming then Ruska started whining and then their ears would hurt. Hihi.

We drove over a huge bridge and Mommy said we might be blown into the sea by the wind. But we didn't. Then we drove through a thing called Denmark! Mommy said, that the Mommy of our friend Casey is from Denmark! We didn't get to walk much in Denmark, the only time we stopped we were in a harbour again. I was so excited I accidentally almost slit Mommy's throat when she tried to put me to the litterbox. She wasn't amused. It was very cold and windy. Then we got onto a boat again! YAAAAAAAAY! But this time we didn't have a little flat and we had to stay in the boxes. When we got off the boat Mommy said we are in Germany and that is where our Mommy comes from...and also our brother Mikko.

We drove much more in Germany. At some point Mommy, Daddy and their friend went to get food for themselves at a place with a yellow M. Mommy said it wasn't so good as she's used to. They make different yellow M things in Germany apparently! We also got food there. Ruska inhaled almost the whole bowl, but Mommy stopped her, because she was scared Ruska would puke again. I wasn't hungry. Too exciting!!!!

We drove eeeeeven more and then I could see the picture from our banner!!!! Only without the lightning... and only the top part! But the same buildings with the same lights! We arrived and got out of the car. Mommy didn't seem to like much where we were at first... she said she was never gonna leave the flat. Yaaaay, Mommy will always be home! We went through a gate and a dark backyard and Mommy was reading the names on the doorbells to see who our new neighbors are. She said it looked mixed, German names and not-German names and even doorbells with names like Mommy's and Daddy's: one German and one not German. She said that is a pretty good sign, because she would not want to live somewhere with only German names and neither with only not-German names. I don't get it. I wondered if there were cats.

We walked up many stairs and past a door where a dog barked. Then we got into a flat. We had to wait in the bathroom, because Daddy and the human friend had to get more stuff from the car, so they could sleep. Mommy was in the bathroom with us. She was talking and I am not sure if she was talking to us or to herself. She said everything but the bathroom is really nice and if it wasn't she would already be in a taxi to the airport.

We finally got out and could walk around when Daddy and the friend came back. They had already met a nice neighbor. But no nice cats yet. The flat looked bigger than our home in Tampere, even though Mommy said it is not much bigger actually. Even Ruska got excited, because there are so many peepholes and all of them have a seating spot! And not a wobbly one! And it has warm next to it! I could not see any trees and birds as back in Tampere, though. There are just houses. From the kitchen there is a ugly backyard. From the bedroom and sofa room there is a street with houses and a big muddy hole where more houses will be built. Daddy said, that they are renovating the area and it will look less scary in one year or so.

I was sleeping on Mommy's legs, after I got rid of all the leftover energy from being stuck in the box for so long. Then we had to go to the kitchen for a long time and when we got out there was stuff all over the place again! Mommy was constantly complaining about the chaos and that she wouldn't go to bed before at least the sofa room and kitchen looked like real rooms. Their friend left and Mommy and Daddy carried stuff around for many hours. Luckily Mommy put the climbyscratchthing up right away!

Here are some pictures of our new home:

Sofaroom!

Daddy's workplace in the sofaroom!

Hallway and me!

Mommy's kitchen. She says it's her favorite room.

Tiny ugly bathroom!

More living room!

More kitchen!

Bedroom... there is many things and chaos and we can't go there.

Our Christmas dinner!

That's me!

And me with the climbyscratchthing!

Isn't it amazing??

Goodbyeeee hoomans!

-Phoebe