söndag 26 januari 2014

Skuggan selfie

Selfie... hmm, we're not really there yet. So when we do a "selfie", someone will have to help out. But for Matte, who is not the technical person around the house, this will absolutely count as a selfie: 
- Skuggan comes into the living room and sits down to enjoy the fire 
- Matte successfully sets the camera on her phone to "take a picture of yourself"
- Matte puts her arms behind the chair she was sitting in 
- Matte spins her head around in almost every angle until she can see the image
- Matte twists her body inside-out and finally succeeds in pressing the button to click the picture... 
Hence: this is a Skuggan selfie! Right? 


lördag 25 januari 2014

My own space

Sometimes a guy just needs his own space. In a closet. /Enok


My spot? His spot? Our spot!

Enok and I each have our own mini-beds on Husse's bed. Lately Enok has decided to nap on my bed instead of his bed. Hmpf. That first time, when I jumped up as usual, I got a very surprising thomp on the head. Confused, I slowly retreated to his bed. Now it is time to retrieve my own bed again, so I'm snuggling over, quitely, so he won't notice. It is my bed. Or our bed. Husse just borrows it every now and then. /Skuggan



lördag 18 januari 2014

Light reading

After the adventures of this morning, I decided to pick up some light reading. /Enok


Matte's Morning

Matte got us our breakfast at 6 and then she had another nap. She woke up shortly before 8 by Skuggan trying to open the closet door. Matte very slowly reached out to give Skuggan a hand: and Skuggan stayed where she was, patiently waiting!! Matte was amazed. Now that Skuggan knew how to open the door, she opened the closet from the other end. Matte is really proud of Skuggan. 

Skuggan started talking down in the kitchen, so Matte gets up to get Skuggan her second breakfast. While Skuggan finishes her meal, Matte empties the trash and brings in the morning paper. Briefly reading the main news, Skuggan is now patiently waiting for Matte. When Matte is about to leave the room, she expects Skuggan to scurry in under the table and hide... but Skuggan gets up and calmly walks toward Matte! Matte is dumbfounded... this has never happened before. And then Skuggan tells Matte she would like some more breakfast. Of course, Matte gets Skuggan another snack and they walk together to Skuggan's bowl. Matte is absolutely amazed. 

So after a snuggle with me, purrmaster himself, Matte gets up to tell of Skuggan's bravery this morning. On her way to start the computer, there's a shiny, black thing on the floor. Matte picks it up, wondering what it is and puts it on a small side-table. Then she starts moving the computer mouse to get the blog entry started. Nothing happens. Turning the computer mouse upside down, the back is missing. And so are the batteries. Matte walks over to Husse and says "I trust you're the one taking the batteries out of the computer mouse?". Husse says "No". They are both baffled: I had managed to get the back off, the batteries out (they were later found on the floor) and turn the computer mouse back in its correct position and in it's right place. 


söndag 12 januari 2014

Party night

So off they went, Husse and Matte. The taxi was their enchanted pumpkin and there were enough horse power to take them to Lund. They had a fabulous time: dined, laughed and enjoyed themselves dancing all night. What a party! Meanwhile at home, Skuggan and I trashed the kitchen in search for something to eat. Finally, at around 1 am in the morning, Husse and Matte came back home. They laughed at the trashed kitchen and we all turned in. Of course, Skuggan and I had a bit of a midnight snack. But hey, who says that a midnight snack throws every meal out of order? Oh no! At 6 am we made sure there was a breakfast run and we asked for seconds at 8. Ha! Sweet revenge. Now Husse and Matte are tired, but they're up. I decided to catch some well-deserved sleep.


onsdag 1 januari 2014

BFF

Anton and I are BFFs (Best Friends Forever). Anton tells me he loves me, that I am soft and that I smell nice. How can you not love that? I love you too, Anton. You're soft and smell nice too. I look forward to you and Nils coming again. Purrs and love, wishing you all a purry 2014!