BOXES!!!

... I take everything back! Mommy did not lie! There are boxes! BIIIIG ones!! I am excited! That happens rarely! I am even more excited, because I am excited! I feel like a teenager! Like Phoebe! Like.... my God, Ruska, get a hold of yourself!! *slaps herself* Ehemhem... *clears throat*

Okay. Slowly... there are boxes. And a stick with color in it.

Mommy went to our bed earlier than usually today, because she said she was very tired. However, she was back out of the bed after a very short time and said it didn't make sense. She brought in some of the big things from earlier today that she had stored behind the human catflap in front of the human catflap that leads to cold and scary adventures (in-text explanation from Mommy, she insisted: "She means in the vestibule." whatever.)...
She looked at the things for a long time and seemed pretty confused... she moved some parts of them and looked even more confused and mumbled something that "even the instructions of Ikea boxes are a nightmare".... Boxes? Did I hear boxes? Where boxes? Gimme!
She struggled with the things a while longer and I could not believe my eyes - slowly but surely the big things turned into boxes! Mommy might be a witch. Which would explain her foible for cats... but I get off the point. Boxes! I was already on my way into them when she told me I could not play with them, cause she needed them. What? Whatwhat? What do humans misunderstand in the definition of boxes? Boxes are meant to be played, sat or slept in. They don't have any other use. Mommy then started to take things out of shelves and put them into the boxes. Most things came out of the big container of human fur in the bedroom. Then she closed the boxes and wrote things on them with a fancy pen. She wrote her name and words like "CDs", "DVDs", "books" and "clothes". Because I wasn't allowed to play with the boxes, I played with the stick with color in it instead.

Box! And the stick with color in it.

There are only a few human furs left in the container now. I took a picture of that as well. I know, it still looks like a lot, especially considering I am perfectly fine with only one fur, but believe me, there was 10 times more! There is also some human fur that she didn't allow Phoebe to sleep on when it was lying on the bed, because she wants to sell it. Heaven. I am strictly against fur trade!

There is also Enno, Ernst and Om Nom! Hello Enno, Ernst and Om Nom!

Now there is 3 boxes and one huge bag full of human fur and other things standing around here. I wonder what she's doing that for. Is that some kind of human box-game? I sure hope she won't waste all the nice boxes on that. I'll keep you updated on the boxsituation.

-confused Ruska

P.S. Here's my revenge for the picture of me with glasses. Mommy investigated a glass of human food today. She said there was supposed to be apple jam in there, as it says on the label, but there was in fact apple sauce in it. Mommy was confused and said Finns are weird.

Hihihihimuahaha... humans look stupid.

Lies!!!

I will get back at Phoebe for posting this embarrassing picture of me. That's for sure.
Maybe also at Mommy, because she took the picture.

I am annoyed. I slept horribly and that is all Phoebe's fault! Yesterday she told me she needed a toilet but didn't feel like going to the litterboxroom. I told her she should better go, I know how angry Mommy gets if Phoebe does her business someplace else. Still Phoebe found it funny to use the snugglybed instead. I usually sleep in there, she does, too, sometimes. I told her that was bad, but she said it was her snugglybed anyways and she could do whatever with it. Even pee in it if she felt like it. That is NOT fair! She didn't even want the snugglybed in the first place! She was wondering "what kind of crap" Mommy had given her for her birthday. I started to like the snugglybed and sleep in it. And then she started, too, because she always copies what I do.
At first I thought Mommy might not notice. I ran around the bed and complained, because I am sure as hell not sleeping in Phoebe's pee. After a while Mommy noticed a weird smell in the living room and stuck her nose into our snugglybed. And she screamed very loudly once again. Luckily not at me, cause she knows who is guilty if there is pee somewhere else than in the litter box. Then she took the snugglybed away and said she wasn't sure if it was ruined for good and that we would never get one again if it was, because it was very expensive and she doesn't like the idea of giving us expensive things when we just pee on them. We? WE? I didn't do anything!

I kept complaining a little, cause I wanted my snugglybed back! She told me, if I never get it back I can thank Phoebe for that, but that she would try to rescue it. Later in the evening I saw it in the castleroom, where Mommy and Daddy keep a part of their human furs. I could not reach it and it stayed there all night. I had to sleep on the sofa and it was moist and smelled weirdly, because Mommy had sprayed some stuff there to get rid of the pee-smell.

This morning, luckily, Mommy put the bed back on the sofa... it does not smell like Phoe-pee anymore, but like flowers and spring. I haven't dared to lie in there yet, though, I don't trust the situation. And Mommy sticks her nose into it every time she comes to the sofaroom. Weird.

Also, yesterday Mommy told she was going to buy boxes today! Many boxes! I was a bit excited, because boxes are amazing. But then she said we could not get them. WHAT?

I was just cleaning myself when she told me the boxes were not for us.

I got such a big shock, I forgot what I was doing.

Today she was gone, but when she came back she didn't have any boxes! She lied to me! She just had something huge and she looked a little bit retarded, because the huge thing was huger than her. Almost.

She had the ringelingthing with her, so I could not take a photo. But I tried to draw how she looked like.

Mommy with the huge thing....

Artist: Ruska

She also brought a blanket for on top of our bed. She says it helps that there won't be so much of our hair on it. What's wrong with our hair? But I like the blanket. It is much better than the one that was there before. It had a hole and Mommy said it belongs under the big blanket not on top of it.

I asked Mommy to take a pretty picture of me on the nice new blanket.

Totally suits my fur, doesn't it?

But I really wonder where those boxes are that she pomised!?

-Ruska