Foppa Fan

I have becoma real tv-addict, I love watching the movements on the screen. Sometimes I fall asleep, but I understand that is quite common... I prefer watching/napping in front of the tv, between Husse and Matte. I tend to fall asleep - or get bored - more often when I watch tv with Matte, she watches for-me-not-so-interesting shows... Husse and I enjoy sports! We like golf, the little ball flying all over the screen is very exciting! Last night we watched Sports News, which was great fun. There was golf and there was ice hockey - I haven't watched that before! Wow, I really enjoyed watching the puck swoosh all over the tv-screen!! As it was "Husse's team" (MoDo), I now claim myself a Foppa Fan! (Foppa is Peter Forsberg, from Örnsköldsvik... Husse is also from Örnsköldsvik!)

Husse and i watching tv together

Husse was born way up north, where reindeer live. I enjoyed watching them on tv too!

Sometimes I pose, sometimes I don't

Somestimes I pose...

sometimes I don't!

Traces of Enok...

I have trained Matte very well. This year she doesn't make me wait for my breakfast while she showers and get ready. No, now she makes me breakfast first and then go about her business. I am very proud of her improvement in obedience.
Making me breakfast is not the first thing she does in the morning, though. She seems to have a thing for my thoughts on decoration... almost every morning she puts things back to where she claims "they belong". Well, well... I call my installations "Traces of Enok". Enjoy the pictures!



Getting the tea candles out of "where they belong" is a tricky job, let me tell you!



Matte gave up on real candles. These fake ones are easier to kick around, which is great fun.

The bug is a challenge! Get him off the table is easy, making him stand up... phew! This was a success... Matte almost tripped over it and could have added to the installation herself!

Visiting Östra Nöbbelöv

When we stayed in Östra Nöbbelöv over Christmas, I had no idea where we were going. When we got there after about 1,5 hours of driving, the first thing Husse and Matte did was to let me out of my travelling cage and I checked out the little house we were to stay in. Husse and Håkan kept me company while I checked out the house. Matte emptied the car on everything else we brought, which was a lot... I think it's got something to do with "Christmas"...
Anyway, I thought I'd share some pictures with you from my stay in Östra Nöbbelöv at Christmas.


Safe spot: the wood-basket. I sat here for a while, feeling shy and a bit lost. Then I claimed my territory!



Taking Matte for a walk in the garden and checking out all the wonderful smells outdoors!




This is Matte and I in the garden at Östra Nöbbelöv. We stayed out for about half an hour. I think I checked out every inch of the garden before it got too cold and I decided to go back inside.

History repeats itself

Yupp, Matte is still at home. She is feeling better though and is planning to go to work tomorrow. Last night I decided to stay with Husse and Matte in their bed. I like to do that sometimes. I'm not supposed to but, hey, once I'm asleep they don't have it in them to kick me out. But in the mornings I like to stick to my routines. So now that Matte's not been feeling well, I take my morning nap out in the hall, making sure nothing happens to Matte.

Watching Matte by napping. I know I'll wake up if something happens!


Huh, you already up? Want me to get up too??

If I were a moose...

If I were a moose, I'd probably look like this!

These pictures were taken in the woods near Kirkland Lake, Ontario, Canada, about 90 miles from Timmins, Ontario.

Taking care of Matte

Husse and Matte took great care of me when I wasn't feeling well. I'm afraid I didn't appreciate all their efforts (like giving me medicine...) but I know they'd do anything for me. Now, I'd like to do the same for Matte, when she's not feeling well. She calls it a "cold". Sounds strange to me - why not just stay warm? Anyway, she coughs horribly and she claims she lost her voice. How can one loose a voice? I'm deaf, so I don't know. But she and Husse seems to communicate in a different way now. Matte writes lots and lots of little notes that Husse is having a hard time trying to read. Matte mimes a lot too... either she's not very good, or Husse is not very good at guessing... It's interesting though and it keeps us all occupied!


When Husse left for work this morning, Matte stayed at home in bed. I decided to watch over her from the hall. Unfortunately, it's quite boring watching someone who sleeps... so I fell asleep myself...



When I realized Matte wasn't going to play with me, but have brunch instead, I decided to nap. Her bed was nice and warm, so why not there?! Turned out to be a good hiding place, she had trouble finding me!

Getting better!

Every day when Matte comes home, I show her how much I have missed her and Husse, that I love them and that I look forward to them being here with me. We cuddle, I got supper and we play some. These past few days, when I haven't been feeling so well, the first thing Matte does is try to give me something that doesn't taste good. I know she only wants the best for me, but trying to force me to eat stuff I don't like... even thought it's good for me?! Well, I don't know... She claims it's medicine, but it's liquid and not pills. I'm used to pills - don't care for them much - but I know them. And how to try to avoid it. This liquid stuff is tricky. Matte just smears it over my mouth and I have to lick my moustaches, right! So down the icky stuff goes... Matte wins again!

Thanks, all you concerned! I feel much better. I'm not back to "me", Matte says, and I agree. But I am getting there, slowly but surely.

TV-addiction

During the holidays Husse decided to get a new TV. I didn't really care: as long as Husse or preferably Matte sits still long enough for me to take a nap on their lap, I'm fine! But I have to agree with Husse, this was something special. Now I spend a lot of time in front of the tv... I still haven't learned how to turn it on myself, so I have to wait for someone to come home and do it for me. Yesterday I was very intrigued by "E.T.", I watched almost the entire film! I have to admit that I fell asleep when E.T. was dying... There was nothing that could keep me away from the show of the bears in Sarek, though!


Hi, what's your name?

We're almost the same size. Want to be friends?

My sickbed

So I am confined to one room only in the house for a few days. My sickbed is my favourite stool, just by the window where I can watch the birds. As I am used to getting several bowls of food scattered through the house (to stimulate my hunting instincts!), I get several bowls here too. Only, they're not so far apart so I don't strain myself. Matte even put a bowl on the windowsill, that was very convenient for me.
I think Matte is spoiling me - but as long as I don't complain and she wants to do it... why not? So this afternoon when I woke up, Matte carried me to my litterbox... (I know, I know...) and then to the main dining area (where my water bowl is). As I didn't want to eat or drink at the time, she helped me up on my sickbed again...
I think she needs to go back to work so she keeps herself occupied!

In pain

Yesterday Matte noticed that I walked differently - or preferably not at all. Husse and Matte kept their eyes on me all evening. They realized something was wrong, but couldn't find anything. Husse played doctor and checked me all over, my paws and legs and everything. This morning when I asked for breakfast Matte understood that it wasn't temporary. I still walk as little as possible, even less than yesterday, and I am not being me, they say.
So, I've been to the vet! First thing this morning. The vet was very nice, also she checked me all over, but couldn't find anything. I have no fever, no legs are broken. She gave me a pain killer and now I'm back at the house, resting. Matte put a bowl of food right next to me, so I can eat when I want to. Husse brought my litter box, so I have everything I need in one room. I will be restricted to one room - vet's orders! - for a couple of days. Matte will get me more pain killers at the pharmacy tomorrow and if I'm not better by Friday, I'm off to the vet again.

I'm not in pain in the picture... this is me yawning! But Matte thought it was an illustrative photo for a cat in pain.

Samifix

So who are Musse and Samifix? Well, they're sort of related... to us... Musse, Samifix and I are all cats! That's a relation, right?! And Musse's Matte is Moster to my Matte. And Samifix's headMatte is cousin with Matte, then Samifix also got a miss Matte, headHusse and young master Husse... Wow - complicated?
I haven't met Musse or Samifix myself, but Husse and Matte liked them a lot. I am certain they are wonderful cats! Especially Samifix seemed to catch Husse's attention, so I post two pictures of Husse and Samifix.

Musse and Samifix

Testing, testing... I wonder if this works? It's a film of Musse and Samifix that Husse took when visiting Musse and his Matte. Musse doesn't seem very happy to have Samifix visiting... not in this shot at least!

Happy 2009!

I celebrated New Year's Eve with Husse and Matte at our house. They spent the day with Mattes's family in Åhus first, an early celebration, so that Nils (Matte's nephew, 5,5 months old... young!) could attend the activities. I don't know much about celebrations, but I have understood that the getting-ready-part is very important. So I did my best: checked my moustaches in the mirror already at Christmas.

I look fine! Mustaches are in perfect order for any celebration, Christmas, New Year's... Anything!

Final check in the mirror, trying to get a full body view... but the mirror is too high