the morning so far

I woke up by a vile smell this morning. It took me a couple of seconds to realize it was Kif, who was lying on my face, had been farting.

Oh the smell! The disguisting, horrid, rancid smell of a small cat's bottom! I seriously don't know how it is possible for something so small to produce something that gross.

Well, I managed to fall asleep again, only to be woken up about an hour later by the neighbour playing the not-so-fantastic-tune "I dreamed a dream". Over and over again she played the damn tune, kranking up the volume a little more for each time she pressed repeat.

As the music stopped Tylor jumped up on my face and started having a cuddle.

... Anyone who's met Tylor knows of his dribbling when having a cuddle. For those of you who hasn't met him it's kind of hard to explain. But imagine the Victoria falls applied into a cat's mouth and then picture yourself being the reciever of the saliva... That comes pretty close.

I was therefore drenched in Tylor's saliva after a while. He purred and purred and dribbled and dribbled and I realized I stood no chance of going back to sleep. Instead I got up and made breakfast.

After putting the kettle on I went back into the bedroom only to find both Kif and Tylor fast asleep on my pillows. Cheeky buggers.

one reason I can not sleep at night...



This fabulous piece of truth was found on http://catversushuman.blogspot.com/

Dogs

I might want one of these. A Mexican hairless dog.

And yes, I know it bears a little resemblence to my cat Tylor. I can't help it. I have a thing for big ears.

But a part of me would very much like a Bullterrier too...

They are cool beyond belief. And have big ears too.

 :-)

cat commands

They're doing building works to my house. Which means the house - including the windows - is covered in thick plastics.

My poor cats... Have nothing but white plastic to look at when sitting in the windowsill. 

... They are bored!

Kif is very good at entertaining himself. He runs around the flat in super speed, jumps up and down on all the furniture and screams.

Sometimes this isn't enough. Sometimes he wants me to chase him. If I don't he jumps up on me, aiming for any sensative area on my body to get me interested in a little Hide and Seek.

 

Tyler, on the other hand, isn't as easy as please.

He might be bribed with a cuddling session, but if I don't carry him around and smother him in love he gets started in scratching the shit out of the wardrobe doors.

If I tell him off he looks very pleased and comes running towards me - purring.

Tylor has learnt a few commands very well: he ALWAYS responds to "vänta" (wait) if I use the verbal command togheter with a handmovement.
"Nu, varsågod" (now, go on) is the command I use after "vänta", which he also responds to like clockwork.

Kif, too, has one command which he obeys like nothing else... Guess which one it is?
"Skinka" (ham) of course.

Ménage à trois

Kif really DOES sleep in top of my face. Here he's cleaning my hair whilst I'm fast asleep.

One of my favourite pictures ever. Kif fast asleep on top of a fast asleep Mr.



Every morning two little cat heads pops out from under the duvet to say good morning.
Sometimes three (or four) is a crowd for sure, but most of the time it is lovely!



Lucky lucky

Sooooo true! It's not always easy to date a cat owner...
(found on http://catversushuman.blogspot.com/)

detective work

1. cat sick in bed. However, no buiscit/cat food in the sick. Strange.

2. kitchen cupboard opened.

3. bin on floor, not in kitchen cupboard.

4. spare rib bones on floor, not in bin.

Tracking and analyzing the above evidence my conclusion is Kif... Kif the master thief has struck again.

(I hope he enjoyed the spare ribs before puking them up again. After all that hard work he was kind of worth it)

holiday so far

I so miss these two whilst away!

Luckily, I have this one instead - constantly purring in my lap!
(and yes, I know, hideous outfit, but I've been clearing the attic out today)

Not to mention this crazy, adorable puppy!

Kif's box

After moving flat a couple of years ago, I had a couple of banana boxes standing on the floor for a couple of weeks, full of knickknacks I didn't know where to put.

The cats really loved the boxes. And so I couldn't face throwing them away, but kept one for them.

But boy those banana boxes are ugly. To stand having an ugly box in my flat, I dressed it in a funky wallpaper that matched the bedroom interior. And the cats loooooved it...

... For a month or so.

So yesterday I decided to throw it away. Placed it in the hallway so that I wouldn't forget to take it out with the rubbish. And as soon as I'd done so, Kif was there like a shot. Jumped in and out of the box. Scratched it, talked to it, licked it (well, hey, it's Kif we're talking about here. He licks everything, remember?!).

"what a peculiar toy! never seen this before! wonder what happens if I scratch it?"

"stop mocking me. I'm enjoying my new toy. leave me alone"

"my precoious!" picture perfect or what?!

Needless to say I have an ugly banan box dressed in wall paper standing in the hallway now. I just can't face throwing it out. Again.

new favourite

I have a new favourite blog. Cat versus Human.
 http://catversushuman.blogspot.com/

cationary

Yes, I stole this from the internet because I loooove it. So sue me.

at home

When I get home from work I say hello to the boys, make some tea and potter around doing chores. Then I sit down in the settee, grab the laptop ang check my emails. And as soon as I've put the laptop in my lap Tylor jumps up, in need of a cuddle. Kif usually curls up by the side of my legs (clooose to where the fan on the computer is - nice and warm there).

Aaahhh. I couldn't ask for anything better. Who needs therapy when you get cat love times two, purring in a soothing duett?

home sweet home

There is no place like home. As nice as it is being away I looooove coming home. To my flat. To my boys! How I've missed them. And they had missed me too, judging by their clinginess for a few days. As soon as I got home from my sister's farm we fell asleep on my settee for a few hours, all cuddled up.

Now my holidays are nearly over, and I still have to finish off the last bits of wallpapering the kitchen. Somehow it feels overwhelming at the moment - I could do with another week of just lying in the settee cuddling the boys... But the wallpaper IS pretty cool, isn't it?!

very sad but very cute!

I'm sorry.

I know it's sad, but I can't help but love this cat suit.

Please forgive me.

snug as a bug

Before leaving work in the mornings I make my bed. When I get home I always find an unmade bed. Usually with two boys snuggled up under the duvet. The other day I found Tylor even using the pillow...

"snug as a bug in a rug" is more like "snug as a cat in my flat"

ZARAisacopycat

pawfect

Never have I known a creature (human or feline) who can enjoy life the way Kif does.

When he plays with his piece of string he does it whole heartedly.

When he wants a cuddle he will have a cuddle - no matter what anyone else thinks or does (so be it if I'm on the loo or fast asleep).

And when he snuggles... Well the picture says it all, doesn't it?

openmindness

I got this sent to me in an email today. Isn't it the cutest thing ever?