Furry babies

Here it is, like promised 700 years ago. Pictures of my furry babies. It's been a great gay couple of weeks both in Finland and in USA, but right now I'm focusing on my kittens.

My cats are like toddlers and they are in the midst of their terrible two's right now. They now the word no and what it means (in Finnish) but they either ignore me, or go right back whatever it was they were doing before. I have my old computer hooked on my TV in the bedroom so I can watch american DVD's and whatever shows I have on my computer. It's on a little table and Dunkin Donuts likes to stand on it and rub her face against the edges of the TV. Problem is, she's standing on my computer and I tell her no constantly. She jumps off, and as soon as I turn my back, she's at it again. Same with breaking and entering my drawers. I can tell her no and spray her face with water as many times as I want and she still goes right back to it. Any suggestions as to what I can do to prevent this? I'm thinking of getting lime or lemon juice and adding that to the water, they are not fans of citrus.

Brooklyn likes to jump on top of high things, whether the coat rag, on top of curtains or the doors. Every morning I come out of my bedroom to find my scarfs and hats and mittens on the floor after he's been hanging out at the coat rag.

My cats love being at the balcony. This is Brooklyn checking in.

Every once in a while I I look at this website for stuff for the cats. The heater beds sounded like a great idea, because they love to hang out by the heaters during the winter, but they didn't use these until maybe 2-3 months after I bought them.

My cats believe in free-raising (don't remember what the term is in english right now). Basically it means that every surface and nook and place in here is free for them to use as they see fit, which means that if and when I eat at my kitchen table, there's always audience ready to bounce. This is DD being stealth.

Brooklyn is my care bear. He has to have hugs at least 5 times a day or he might not survive. He's so cuddly. It's one of the reasons I can't sleep in the same room with them. At some point during the night Brooklyn will sit on my chest, purr really loudly and start licking my face. And when he's not doing that, he's practicing for cat agility and jumping on and off the bed. I think licking my face is his way of giving kisses, because I kiss the space between their eyes. 

No wonder my shirts are always full of cat hair, even when I've used the fabric brush and tape on them! They use my jackets as their personal climbing wall!

Brooklyn being cute.

Dunkin Donuts is an independent woman who doesn't need hugs often. It's maybe once a week that she comes to sit on my lap by herself and it usually happens just before I'm supposed to leave for work. What's being late a little when you can get hugs from this fur ball? 

Yesterday morning before 8:30am Dunking Donuts had gotten into my lap TWICE. I think she approves of these long weekends and me being at home and not rushing out soon after I wake up. Easter can't be bad if the first day you get plenty hugs early. It seems that DD would be more social if I was home more. 

Enjoying the outdoors.

Going to the bathroom is a family affair. If I close the door Brooklyn is sure to come and open it. I don't understand the allure of a bathroom but for the cats it's a must.

Of all the space and all the stuff I've bought for them, this is their absolute favorite. So much so that sometimes they can't wait for their turn and have to lay on it together.

The doors to my walk in closet and linen closet don't close properly and I don't want the cats to get into either one, so I had to do something about it. First I only had the upper one but when Brooklyn figured out how to wiggle it open (it's on my eye level) I had to get another one.

I love Dunking Donuts' stomach fur. It's so long and fluffy and silky smooth. I don't necessarily love it on my sheets and clothes and sofas and chairs and tables and rugs and...and...and...but that's the price you pay for having mid long haired cats.

Can't touch this! I can see and hear Brooklyn mocking me every time he's on top of a door and I can't reach him.

Brooklyn's just so cute!

Not the expensive cat beds but the 1€ plastic containers!

Dunkin Donuts being cute.

Dunking Donuts trying to blend in with the black sheets. Brilliant idea when you have cats with white fur!

Yogurt is their absolute favorite human food. I can't open a can in the bedroom without the cats hearing it in the living room. After that they stare at me and try to get a lick if I turn my back. Survival of the fittest and sneakiest in this household when it comes to yogurt. And you'd think that orange flavored wouldn't be a hit. 

Why did you lock me outside?

Cats wanted to take pictures with me.

Brooklyn coming for hugs and headbutts.

Bathroom fun.

Aren't they just the cutest?

Flying squirrels and such

I know I've been focusing on the Forssa Pride Party a lot lately and really, why not? It's awesome and one of a kind and bringing out the best in people. It's totally who you know and asking for help. The gay community is coming together.

I'm not writing about FPP right now though. I realized that I've neglected to post about my kittens. I guess they're not kittens anymore though. They are turning 14 months in 9 days. So adults who just look like kittens. They both weigh about 8,8lbs, 4kg. Somehow I thought they'd be bigger by now. But they are happy and healthy and not at all over weight so it's all good in the hood. Right now they are taking a little afternoon nap. They were outside in the balcony for about an hour in the morning. It's getting rainier and colder outside so the hour long outings in the balcony will come to an end soon. Or I'll have to dress up. I will take Brooklyn outside to play in the snow when it comes, I'm sure he'd like that.

But anyway, I uploaded 2 video's of them on Youtube. For the past 3 nights me and Dunking Donuts have played fetch the bottle cap before bedtime. I'm laying in bed and throw the cap to DD and she goes and gets it. In this video Brooklyn is also going after it while DD watches but when he doesn't come back with it, DD goes and gets it herself. "Don't let a man do what a woman can do better herself", or something like that DD's thinking there.

This unfortunately is quite dark but you can see DD though.

I've mentioned how Brooklyn thinks he's a part cat, part dog and part flying squirrel. Well, here's a video to prove the squirrel part. Brooklyn doesn't let things like heights to come between him and his destination. If there's nothing to climb on, he'll fly...or jump. I think he has a little bit of an engineer inside of him. Takes after his mama. So proud of him!

Resolution...or a promise?

I went to buy a ridiculously heavy cat litter yesterday and as I was paying for it they handed me a news letter called "cat post". I was browsing through it and on the last page there was an ad for "Litter kwitter", a system to teach your kitty to do their business in the toilet bowl. I know I have mentioned this when I first brought the kittens home, Brooklyn especially would be a prime candidate to learn and learn quickly and DD could imitate him. So, I, just now, made a promise to myself that by the time they turn 1, on August 9th 2012, they will be toilet trained. I will post a video as a proof of the intelligence of my kittens.

Kitten outing

I took the kittens outside to snow today. It was a sunny day and it was either getting the 3rd cat out of the sheets (getting the fur out of them before washing them) or taking the kittens outside and introducing them to snow and since cleaning is really not high on my favorite things to do, I decided that a little drive and walk was in order.

Getting the cats to the carrier was a little more difficult than usual since now DD especially associates the carrier with vet appointments but once I got them into it it was fine. Ybi helped me get them outside and he took Brooklyn's leash and I took DD's, since DD is a bit more shy than BK.



After we got back inside DD wanted to hide and this was her solution

Kittens and smells

Dunkin Donuts and Brooklyn don't like catnip. They can't even smell it, to my eternal disappointment. They don't react to it at all. But do you know what they do react to? My lotions and perfumes! To ALL of my good smelling lotions and perfumes. To the point where I can't even per them because they run the other way! This is Dunkin Donuts' "I don't like that smell"-face

She squints her eyes and backs away. Her "I smell food"-face is kind of similar but instead of backing away she follows me. Brooklyn doesn't really have this strong of a facial reactions so I don't have pictures of him doing this. I do, however, have pictures of him looking all pathetic and kitten-ly from Thursday night when he was nodding off next to the radiator.

And he usually looks so big and majestic!

The whole thing was so much more traumatic for me than it was for them. I'm still shaking when thinking about it. They are jumping as high up in the book shelf as they were before hand and running around in the apartment like there's no tomorrow. Thankfully that was it for surgeries. We're done now. And I don't have to worry about kittens. Phew!

My week

a) Got a job.

b) Cats are being neutered tomorrow.

Life's little mysteries

Why is it that when I speak to people or write, I speak my local dialect but when I coo at my kittens it comes out as Finnish? I, for the life of me, cannot speak proper Finnish to people without sounding like an idiot. And I would sound even bigger an idiot if I started cooing at people in order to speak Finnish. I guess you can't have it all.

Yesterday I struck out 2/2. Pekka Haavisto did not win the presidential election to become the 12th President of Finland and Patriots lost to the Giants. Oddly enough I'm not too bumped out about either. It would be unbearable to be in NYC right now but other than that I can't muster the hatred for Giants. And yesterday as I was watching the Super Bowl and seeing all these emotional people cheering for and living for their favorite team  I thought that the only team evoking such a strong emotions on me is Leijonat, Finnish mens national hockey team. That makes me a proud Finn. No single team is that important to me in any sports.

Gays, elections and Super Bowl

We didn't get a gay president.That's ok, maybe next time. It was clear before the campaigning even started that Sauli Niinistö was going to be the new president and he dominated the polls as well as the first round so it wasn't a surprise. 30% of the eligible voters chose not to vote on second round making them unable to whine for the next 6 years. You don't use your civil right to vote? You don't get to complain! I am proud of the 37% of Finns who voted for Pekka Haavisto. Since not all of them are gay, there is a clear movement for more tolerable Finland and people can see beyond sexual orientation.

If you are looking for positive sides for this result, the future president's wife is my name sake so hopefully this will mean that people around the word will learn to pronounce my name properly. "Jenni" will never be the same again! Make sure they say your name correctly!!!

Now that the first election is over we can move on to the next exciting event of the day: Super Bowl!

Brooklyn and TJ (which one is which?) are ready for it and so am I! I am wearing one of my many Eagles jerseys and have compiled every Eagles merchandise I own into my living room. Which isn't many as some/most of them never found their way back to me. But since Eagles, despite their "dream teamyness" never made it this far, we are cheering for the Patriots. Which probably means they'll lose since all the teams I've cheered for in these play offs have lost. But I'd rather cheer for the losers than the Giants so there you go.

Enjoy the Super Bowl and I'll see ya on Tuesday! Will probably sleep through Monday.

What the hell?

So if you know me and have been to my place, you'd know that I'm not the most cleanest person. I don't have trash lying around or major dust bunnies ready to attack you or anything like that but my things have a tendency to not find their way back to where they belong and the dishes do pile up more often than not. But now that I have kittens who explore and chew and play with everything they can get their claws on, I've made an effort to keep my stuff where it belongs and I have even dusted more often. Twice in the past 2 weeks, if you can believe it! And yesterday I took the rugs out, I dusted and vacuumed, even moved the 5 ton couch to get underneath it so you'd think that this place is clean, right? I thought so. I mean it can obviously never be totally cat hair free and with 2 mid long haired kittens it's virtually impossible but I tried.  So why is it that Brooklyn's tail looks like this?

And I didn't use him to dust so there's no reason why his tail should be covered with dust, or dust-like particles!

Ever since I moved here I've wanted black sheets! I didn't have any under sheets that fit my bed so I had to buy some but they didn't have black ones then so I had to settle with other colors. Last week I went and got that black sheet and put them on. And boy are they great! But...it might not be the bestest of ideas to have black sheets when you have 2 black and white cats! Let's just say that after a week the sheets are less than black. But I still love them! The problem is, It's sometimes hard to spot DD from the black ground but thankfully she usually has her paws up!

You can spot Brooklyn easily though

Brooklyn's also a fan of sleeping under covers. 

 He will burrow himself by my feet and get cozy and warm.

It's dark and blurry but Dunkin Donuts has taken over over half the bed in width. And yes, that's how she sleeps sometimes. 

 Whereas BK likes to have covers, DD likes pillows. Middle of the bed between the pillows is her favorite place. The sheets have the fur to prove it!

I'm still not sleeping through the night but when I do have to kick them out it's usually closer to 6 than 4am. DD has learned to not bite me to show her affection and BK is not licking my face as often as he used to so we are definitely making progress. If I had to wake up early it would not be a problem as I have 2 living alarm clocks ready to wake me up before dawn. Now I wake up to Brooklyn positioning himself on or next to my chest and purring as loud as he can with the occasional licks for good measure. He has not learned what NO means so sometimes if it's early I get up, get outside the bedroom and have the cats follow me. When we're outside, I quickly come back inside and close the door on them. I dread the day when they realize what I'm doing and it will stop working on them. But until then... The good thing is, in these 3 months I have learned to not fully wake up when getting them out. I'm kind of sleep walking. If I awoke fully, I wouldn't be able to fall back to sleep and there's just no reason to be up at 6 or 7 am now is there?

Enjoy this beautiful winter day and bundle up! Forecast predicted -27 degrees Celsius for tomorrow few days ago. If that happens it'll be colder than the coldest from last winter in Forssa which was about -20-22 degrees C.

Oh yeah, almost forgot! Got my T-shirt for Pride in the mail today! YES! so excited! Thanks Candice!

This and that

I bought a scale today. I really wanted to see how much the kittens weigh because the Veterinarian didn't weigh them and Ybi's scale wasn't calibrated so those results were tentative. And it might be good for me and my life style stomach to know when to stop eating and maybe, maybe start exercising.

When I brought the kittens home I was given starter packages for them, sponsored by Science Plan cat food brand. They also included a little health booklets for both where you can follow their development, healthy weight etc. I'm sure you know that I think my kittens are kinda skinny, I mean I have been talking about it. They're kinda long and now that they are shedding some of their baby kitten fur, Brooklyn especially is looking really thin. DD has the advantage of long hair so she at least looks fluffy and since she's smaller than BK, with the extra fluff she looks stockier. More like the norm that I got used to with Sox and Bailey. Well, looks like I was totally wrong about their skinniness. According to the booklet male kittens 5,5 months old should be about 2,7kg on average. Brooklyn is 3kg. Females at this point should be about 2kg. DD is 2,7kg! She's so big that she's not even in the female chart anymore! And seriously, I check their forms everyday and they definitely do NOT have any extra fat anywhere! But, few of my friends who've seen them have said they think they'll be big cats so hopefully this is just because of that.

We are still on course to have the first openly gay president in Finland. He was able to come in second at the first round so for the next 2 weeks both of them will be running around all over Finland to make their case. Early voting starts tomorrow and I'm gonna go vote before or after my hair appointment tomorrow. Pekka Haavisto for President!

oh happy day!

My kittens are geniuses! There's no other way to describe them! And can you imagine how happy I am to discover that Dunkin Donuts is not just a pretty face! It might take her a little longer to learn these things but today, out of nowhere, she fetched the ball! 4 times in a row! And twice on camera! I'm downloading them on youtube as we speak! I'm so happy! I'm so proud!

Brooklyn and Dunkin Donuts fetch the ball

Walk down the memory lane with Emperor's fiancee

I was googling cat fur patterns and colors yesterday because I wanted to get a word to describe what type of cats I have and also what types Sox and Bailey were. Well Sox obviously is a tuxedo, same as Dunkin Donuts. Bailey is a tabby cat and now I have a confirmation for Brooklyn. According to wikipedia, the most accurate information site out there, he is, indeed, a "moo cat". Black and white cow pattern equals "moo cat". There you have it folks. As I was doing this I had to go to my files and look at the pictures of Sox and Bailey because I couldn't remember what they looked like exactly. It's a sad sad state we're in...can't even remember my poor babies anymore. But looking at those pictures I can now totally understand why I think Brooklyn and DD are too skinny. Sox and Bailey are big girls! I don't think I really understood their weight problems until now that I have DD and BK. And even though these 2 are just wee kittens and still growing, the difference is huge.

You know what else is sad? Adulthood! It's the stage in your life when you willingly do things you swore you'd NEVER do again when you were a kid. I have found myself having a bowl of oatmeal every night for I don't even remember how long. And as someone who spent 6 years in kindergarten eating breakfast there every morning, breakfast usually equalling oatmeal, I am totally disgusted with myself! Although the oatmeal they fed us was nothing like the flavored instant just-add-hot-water oatmeal I'm eating now but still. Oatmeal is oatmeal even if you fry it in butter. And back then you either just ate it as such or maybe added some sugar and a dollop of butter. No cinnamon, no apples, nothing. Plain oatmeal still tickles my gag-reflexes. Just like banana yogurt does and I used to eat it like crazy when I was a kid. It was the only flavor that didn't have fruit pieces in it. For some reason fruit pieces offended my sensibilities.

Wanna know what I drink with my oatmeal? A cup of TEA! Check out my profile on the upper right hand corner. What does it say? Something about being a coffee drinker and hating tea cuppers? Tea Party is giving tea drinkers a bad name. And for coffees sakes, I named my cat "Dunkin Donuts" after my favorite coffee chain! You can't get much further away from tea party/cuppers/drinkers. But, I do remember my friend Antti saying once upon a time that drinking tea was so gay. That was right before he himself started drinking it. And he's straight. So there seems to be a conflict of interest: on one hand there's the homophobic religious right of US political map who call themselves the tea party, which would just be so totally against everything I am or represent and on the other hand there's Antti, my straight friend saying drinking tea is gay. Should I listen to the people who hate me and who and what I am or my friend? Hmmmm...there's a problem if ever you encountered one! But I still maintain my coffee drinker status.

To go back to my tea drinking ways...The brand I drink is called "Emperor's fiancee". It's something that I drank at Janne's place when he was living next door at Linikkalankatu. It's also around the time when I had my first girl crush. Or obsession. potato-potato. And when I had the subsequental boy crush. When I projected my girl crush feelings to a boy so I wouldn't have to deal with the fact that I was totally crushing on a girl. Great survival mechanism. I was about 14 at the time. Time sure flies when you're gay. Or coming to terms with the fact that you're gay. As I came out at 24 so it only took me about 10 years to deal with it. Anyway, the taste and smell of the tea just brought all that back. So I thought I'd share. No reason for me to walk down memory lane by myself.

Have a blessed Tuesday! OYG, the tea is making me religious! Somebody come and take it away!!!

Till next time!

It's Swedish time again! YAY!

Naturally I would be the one to get the over-achieving kitten, right? And this time I'm not talking about Brooklyn. No, I'm talking about Dunkin Donuts and the fact that she just had to be in heat as soon as it's kittenly possible! The pamphlets said kittens start to be in heat between 4 and 6 months old...So whatcha know, DD just went right and in embraced it! But...if she's in heat NOW, it means that she can't be "with kittens", right? So me having to listen to this kitty cat concert and having to witness my babies in compromising positions and having to get up a 1000 times a day to go check what's up with her/them is worth is because we are not having baby kittens, right? I'm not gonna be a grandma, right? RIGHT?!?

I don't think Brooklyn's in heat yet, because he's not the one serenading nor is he marking his territory and he just looks kind of confused by what DD is doing and shaking her ass in his face but I think some of the pheromones are getting to him. He might not know exactly what or why he's doing it and I'm hoping there's no juice in his pistol but it does worry me. And we just went through this 2 weeks ago. I thought it should have been 3 weeks in between. But I will gladly listen to all of her concerts for the next month if it means she's not with kittens so we can get them neutered next month. February has never looked better as month!

I've come to the conclusion that cats are like gold fish. Their memory is reset every morning. Like when have I ever put their food in the trash can for them to eat? But still, every morning they insist on trying to get to the trash when I put the wrapping in there. And still, every morning they insist on checking what's gonna come out of the fridge when I open the door. And they both know which drawer is their food drawer.

Cats, I swear...

Illogical rationalization

Last Friday when I was walking home through the rain and slush from the grocery store with my backpack full of cat food I got it. I finally could understand the people who spend all their money on their pets, put them in diamond crusted collars and feed them more expensive foods than they themselves eat. As I don't have the means to give Brooklyn and Dunkin Donuts diamond crusted collars right now (nor would I ever do that no matter how many millions I was worth) I am just going to have to make sure they have enough food and toys and other equipment they need.

I didn't buy x-mas presents for anyone else except few toys for DD and BK and even those have not really been hits. I bought them these mouses that had catnip parcels in them and I think either the catnip had lost its mojo or my kittens don't react to catnip. The package also said that they could be used as activation toys, put treats in them and cats would try to get them. Well, as DD refuses to work for her food, it's kind of pointless. And BK chewed the tail from one of the mouses so I had to cut the tail from the other as well. What the hell kind of toys crumble like that? I of course immediately thought it will be dangerous for the kittens and their digestive systems to swallow plastic and this wasn't exactly my first scare thinking they ate something they weren't supposed to.

I gave the kittens the corks from plastic bottles and they have been the most treasured toys especially for DD. She can hunt them for hours! And she's very territorial of them. I've given them like 5 of them and then one day before x-mas I realized that I hadn't seen any of them for a while. I went through the whole apartment, all the nooks and crannies I could think of and nothing. I even went as far as feeling up the cats because I was certain they had swallowed them whole and soon they would start exhibiting signs of discomfort and basically die on me. The joys of single motherhood! As a last resort I took a flash light and looked under the couch again. And there they were, all of them. Phew! I was sweating like crazy at that point but thankful my babies were ok and I wouldn't have to dish out tons of money for the vet appointment and surgeries etc.

I've said this many times and I even thought I had it in my profile on Facebook in the "about me" sections but I don't.."Cat is not a cat unless it's fat"! I love fat cats. Sox and Bailey were just so cute and cuddly and I love the chubby stomachs of cats. I think it's some kind of disorder I have, genetic mutation or something. I obviously don't want my kittens to get sick so I want them to be regular weight and I also understand that they are growing like crazy right now but is it just me or do they look very skinny? The kitten pamphlets I got with the cats said that kitten is healthy and normal weight when you can feel it's ribs but not see them. That's what BK and DD are. And after their vet appointment a month ago when I put them on a scale they were between 2,2 and 2,6 kg. The scale was off a little so I can't be sure of the exact weights. And I think Brooklyn especially looks really skinny since DD is so fluffy. Every once in awhile I have to flatten DD's fur just to see that she's not actually fat. DD is very much a food nazi and always makes sure she eats enough so sometimes Brooklyn is kicked out of the food bowl. He doesn't want to fight with DD.

As part of my OCSFCD (Obsessive compulsive shopping-for-cats disorder I bought them cat milk. Because really, if kittens between 3 and 6 months old grow many times faster than human babies and human babies main dietary ingredient is milk, which is full of calcium for healthy bone growth...I need to give my kittens milk for calcium for...you get me? And since kittens cannot absorb cow milk they need their own concoction.  I bought Whiskas cat milk because I've given them Whiskas food and it's sexy to stay in-brand. And you know, just to make sure they like the milk and don't get sick by it. With 1,25 euros per 200ml bottle and me not made of money, I opted for cheaper brand. same size but 75 cents per bottle. And even cheaper with Arttu's discounts. Now I either need to give them both their own bowls for the milk or hold DD back while BK is drinking it because DD is crazy about her milk. I think DD has potential to become a fat cat unless she keeps running around like the crazy cat she is. But they're only 5 months old...we've got time!

There was supposed to be some kind of idea for this posting but I think I lost it somewhere along the way...

New year's resolutions for 2012

I'm in my PJ's on my couch which obviously means I'm not going anywhere tonight. Staying home making sure the kittens are ok with all the loud noises coming from outside. So far they don't seem to care, which is a very good thing. I personally, though, wished that Finland would stop selling fireworks to individuals and those who need to have them in their lives could just pay small fee to the city to have professionals handle them. No need for this 24/7 for 3 days bullshit. And no need for all those eye accidents and burns and mental anguish idiots inflict on others. I have a scar in my eye ball which I got when I was a kid from a wayward spark from a roman candle and since then I've had major hatred for less-than-professionally-handled-fireworks.

Anyway, I have beer, guacamole, chips, pop corn, candy and salad to take care of my nourishment and kittens to keep me company. And noisy neighbors. What else could you need?

If there are Conan O'Brien fans out there, you might remember his Late night with Conan O'Brien skit for new years where one of the band members sang "In the year 2000...In the year 2000" after which Conan and a celeb guest would made all kinds of predictions for the coming year... Here's him with Megan Mullally (Karen from Will and Grace)



So that's what I'm gonna do too. In stead of making resolutions that I won't keep, I'm gonna predict the future. So here goes nothing!

In the year 2000...In the year 2000...

I will continue NOT to go to the gym but instead let my waist expand.

I will continue enjoying Corona's even though they destroy my budget.

I will continue embrace my OCSFPD, Obsessive Compulsive Shopping-For-Pets Disorder.

I will continue to be excited by everything the kittens do and gush about it on every possible media I can.

I will continue to be lazy.

I will continue to hate fireworks.

I will get the hell away from Forssa. One way or another.


In the year 2000...In the year 2000...and 12.

So, there you have it. Hope you are able to keep your New Year's resolutions. Have a great 2012! See you next year!

It's the little things

If it wasn't for the fact that my pictures come out as a serial killer on steroids, I'd take and post a picture of the HUGE GIANT smile on my face right now! No, I didn't win the lottery. And no, I didn't get a job and I doubt even that would put a huge smile on my face. What is it then, you ask?

I caught Brooklyn fetching on camera! Like seriously, that kitten, that 4,5-month-old-kitten, can fetch! And I didn't teach him, he just started bringing the ball to me! And when I tell him to bring the ball to me, he just blobs down and expects me to get it. Showing his dominance over his slave! It's the little things in live. I feel like a proud mama! So accomplished! In the 2 months they've been with me I've done something right! Now I wish everyone else was as excited as I am about this but as a single mom I guess it's my duty/privilege alone.



Now I'm seriously thinking about teaching Brooklyn to use the toilet bowl... If he's this smart as just a mare kitten, imagine what we could do when he's little older! We could rule the world!

O.M.G Part 2

Discovered the kittens in a compromising position this evening. Let's hope there won't be any kitten babies coming in few months. I'm so not ready to be a grandma anytime soon!

Christmas riddle

Answer this:

How does a Finnish cat with an American name speak Swedish? I know Brooklyn is like the world's most intelligent cat but Dunkin Donuts is more of a pretty face...so how does she have a Swedish intonation to her meowing? Her meow's go up at the end, not like Finnish which is kinda even or ends going down. It's very riksvenska. And she's been really vocal this christmas.

It just came to me. Had to share. And in case you're some random person reading this, I'm not really crazy nor do I believe my cats can speak in tongues. Also, she sounds like bird when she's excited and purring.

I'll go back to trying to record her meowing now...maybe I'll be able to prove it!

p.s. Social media and twitter in particular are weird media...I mentioned on twitter as a joke that my kittens should take acting lessons because they do the "it wasn't me, I'm innocent"-face so well and all of a sudden someone sends me a link to a website about acting! Someone who doesn't follow me nor do I follow him. And I did mention KITTENS in that tweet.

Also, as I started to get more and more hooker/porn star followers I decided to change my twitter name. I really really liked my twitter name but as it could be construed as something less than legal/up-and-up, I guess I shouldn't be surprised. The last straw was a follower who had a picture of (his) butt as his profile picture. Naked butt I might add.

Classic!

Now, when I eventually have american friends visiting me here, the first thing I'm gonna do is fight with them and end up in jail! What am I talking about? Adam Lambert is visiting his boyfriend Sauli for x-mas and during a little partying at DTM last night they got into a fight with each other and ended up in jail... I was watching Sauli's little show on Iltasanomat on Monday where he was talking about the places he was gonna show Adam...I did end it before it was finished so I'm not exactly sure of the places he mentioned but I doubt jail was one of them! Anyway... This is what it must have looked like!



Brooklyn and Dunkin Donuts boxing. I tried so hard not to laugh at them.

And this is them in "jail".

Avoidance 101: The cat edition

When you don't want to hear the lecture about what you did wrong, start cleaning yourself.

Below are the pictures of DD and BK that they were "sold" with. Look how small they were!

DD looks so dope in hers...She's really grown into herself! And she's much darker than the picture makes her appear. Her whole face is black now.

And Brooklyn just looks innocent as hell. Right! Brooklyn kind of reminds me of Bailey, actually. Obviously not the coloring but his face reminds me of Bailey's baby face. Just as DD reminds me of Sox.

Brooklyn is starting to look like Maine Coon or Norwegian, just without the tips of hair in the ears.

This is how we hang out in my house! Just chill! Brooklyn is SO mush!

Kitty cat bunk beds!

Is there anything cuter than kittens sleeping together? It's like overload of cuteness!

Brooklyn showing off his bicep workout. We start young in my house. He's actually trying to jump up there but was just a bit off still. In few weeks he'll be big enough to do that. Not looking forward to that!

When kids go quiet you know they're up to no good! Same with kittens. I guess they thought they were laundry and needed to be dried out!

Brooklyn's an avid reader. Or book chewer. Which ever way he learns best I guess... But isn't he cute?

More sleeping kittens. 

Brooklyn with a mohican. Or is that DD's tail?

DD decided to borrow TJ's jersey. She's not happy with the way the Eagles have played this season.

Getting acquainted with their harnesses. 

Posing with my stuffed animals. Don't BK and TJ look so much alike?

Brooklyn doing his daily yoga.

If that's not the world's cutest kitten tummy than I don't know what is. 

Brooklyn's innocent face and DD's paws. I do have a thing for DD's paws too. 

Bye!