How could I know?!

Hhrrru? 😻

Misha here. Does anyone else out there like salt?… Well, as you’ve probably gathered, I do. But now I have bittersweet associations with salt. I know lots of foods are salted, but today I got to taste salt on its own. And the peeps are having a go at me because of that. I feel very hurt today because of that.

I tried to be the best Mish I could possibly be in the morning, and purr very loudly, and I was in a very good mood. Then, my peeps disappeared somewhere for hours and I was left on my own. I was very bored, and not particularly sleepy, and just wanted to do something. I could tell there was something different in the kitchen. It was on the kitchen table. I came closer to see what was different. And it was a little bowl. A bit like the ones I eat from. But the thing that was in it didn’t smell very yummy and looked kinda weird. I climbed on the table (good that my human Daddy wasn’t around) I was just so very intrigued what it is) and I dipped my paw in it. They were some weird, tiny, white grains, that felt very similar to the gravel in my loo? “Did they move my loo to the kitchen? Why? Why didn’t they tell me earlier?”, I was wondering, very surprised and a bit worried. But then I brightened up a lot. It would be actually much better to have the loo in the kitchen. I had my loo in the peeps’ bathroom and sometimes they still forget that I am here and too have physical needs from time to time and can’t open the doors because they didn’t feel like it was necessary to teach me, and they sometimes just close the door to the loo after they go out, egoists! And our kitchen is open plan, so no one can close it from me. This new loo looked just a little bit weird. They didn’t let me to jump on the tables and now they even let me poop and pee there, can you imagine this?! Yeah, it was hard to comprehend for me too… And it didn’t quite allow for much privacy, it was just a bowl, and quite a small one. Well, if they want so… It actually felt like a bit of an adventure to me, and I decided to test how it would work for me before they come home, felt like a good opportunity. I started to kneat the gravel with my paws, and the bowl turned out way too small for my needs. Well, small I might be, but I’m not that small – I thought. – The gravel started to spill out on to the table. Next time they’ll know I need something bigger.It was really hard to find a suitable place to pee in at such a small space, so I was growing a little bit impatient. I was also very intrigued about the whole thing. I liked the texture under my paws, and the nice sounds it was making. I liked this new gravel very much! Finally, feeling more and more in need of relieving myself, I pressed on the bowl with one of my paws more strongly, and suddenly it danced around on the table and everything, just everything spilled out on the table. Oh well, at least that’ll learn my peeps something about my size, I can’t do my thing in a kitten’s loo. I was a bit worried because, honestly, that didn’t really look like something my peeps would approve of, but now I needed to pee really badly. Now with all of the gravel being out, I could do it easily. Uh oh! What a mess! Mummy’s certainly not going to like it. I covered up my wee neatly, the least I could do, and jumped off quickly and went to the living room to clean myself in peace and quiet. As I went through the house, I could feel that the gravel was still on my paws and making crunching noises, and it was all over the floor. I laid on my personal pouf. I started off my cleaning routine, and when I was licking my paws, I noticed that they taste really nicely. I licked that yummy taste off. And then after I cleaned myself thoroughly I quietly fell asleep.

I could hear the peeps coming back so I already went in to the hall to welcome them and calm them down as effectively as possible before they could potentially get mad at me – something was telling me I didn’t do the right thing with that loo thing. – “Hey Misha!” – Mum called –
“Oh, you’re waiting for us, you’re so sweet!”. She came into the house and then to the kitchen, and her tone of voice changed immediately and she wasn’t nice at all anymore. She cried: “Oh no! What have you done, you idiot?!”. Ehh, I knew something was wrong, but what? So Zofijka and Mila came in to see what was going on and they were both gasping in horror and screaming.

From their chaotic talk, I learned that that “gravel” was salt! And that Mum put it on the table, but she said she’ll never do this again, because Misha is so stupid. But, I ask you, how could I know it was salt?! I don’t have much to do with salt in my life, I never cared how salt looks like. I just wanted to pee and there was such a nice place to do that, so I did! I feel so very hurt. They all say I am stupid and messy. I know well that neither of those things is true, because I am very very clever, and I am not messy at all, even they always say it –
“Misha is so clean! He never damages anything, even if he is curious! He’s so gentle and careful with everything!”. – Because I am! And now, just one incident happened, and I am suddenly stupid and messy Misha and the worst Misha in the world. They are the most malicious and self-centered creatures in the world! All humans are so grossly self-centered, they can only and always see things their way. They won’t even try to see it how I see it, because Misha is just stupid and messy. And Zofijka calls me names. She calls me an idiot, and “the salt king”, and constantly makes allusions about salt when I am around, or tells me that I should work in a salt mine and such. It’s so damn annoying. You can’t make even one mistake that they wouldn’t remind you about all the time.

Well, I think I’ll just go to sleep and hope that today will be somewhat better.

How was your day today, pets and peeps? What do you do to comfort yourselves when someone hurts you?

Mishpurrs. πŸ’œ πŸ’š πŸ’™

Sad Misha

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Everyone’s coming and going, but I can’t. :(

Hhrrru? 😻

It’s Misha and I’m sad. I like being alone, but not lonely. And in last couple of weeks I’ve been feeling lonely a lot. I so hope it will end soon, or that I will be able to have some adventures too. The peeps are having them all the time! Everyone’s coming and going somewhere all the time. Last week, I haven’t seen Zofijka almost at all. And then suddenly everyone was gone, I only saw Olek a few times and he gave me some food, but only very little, not as much as Mum or Mila gives me, I guess he doesn’t know how much I eat. I was so terribly bored. Then they came back – that is Mum, Dad and Mila – and were very happy to see me but the next day when I woke up Mum and Dad weren’t there again, so I guess it was just pretended. I hate lying people. I never lie! It’s only people that do it, and that’s why, while I love my peeps, I also think humans are the worst and strangest species in the world. I wish they were felines like me, at least they wouldn’t be so cocky all the time. But I was a brave Misha and I didn’t cry, and at least then Mila was with me so I spent a lot of time with her, and I had a lot of treats. But I felt very sad and a bit rejected anyway, because they could go anywhere they wanted and I can’t even leave the house for a minute because then there’s one big drama. The next day Zofijka came, but this week still they are almost constantly out of the house. I guess that’s what they call holidays. So why can’t I have my holidays too? I really hope those holidays will end soon, or that they will take me at least on the terrace so I can smell the fresh air. I love the smell of fresh air, do you? And I love the smell of flowers. I only dislike the smell of other cats, and sometimes I can feel it when they do let me out for a little while.

Have you been on holidays, pets and peeps? Or if you pets aren’t going anywhere like me, how do you deal with it? Are you sad about it or is it normal for you and you don’t care, or perhaps you even like it this way? What do you do when your peeps leave you?

It’s so very sunny today, I would really like to go out. Maybe if I’ll go for a walk around the house and cry long enough at ever window I’ll piss them off enough to let me out. Mum and Dad have just come back from wherever they were. I’ve heard that even Jocky decided to go on holidays and ran away. (sigh) The world is so unfair! Just wait until the Feline Era comes!

Mishpurrs. πŸ™‚

Misha πŸ’œ πŸ’š πŸ’™

A day of sleep.

Hhrrru? 😻

How are you pets and peeps doing? πŸ™‚ Did you sleep well last night, whenever it was for you? I did, very well. I slept on Mila’s bed. I was very tired before going to sleep, I played a lot with a rubber band, running with it around the house and playing with peeps. I slept for many hours and woke up when already some of the peeps were up and having their breakfast. I had mine too. But I didn’t eat much today. I haven’t been feeling too well recently. That’s of course not a reason for me not to eat, but it is for my peeps. They’ve been very worried because I get sick a lot and throw up almost everything that I eat, even my Mish food and chicken breasts. But what can I do about it? It’s not my fault I guess, is it? SO why do they punish me for this?! They give me very little food and say that there are no treats at all, so I am wondering whether it’s true and they’re too lazy to drag all of their four legs out of the house and get me some or if they just don’t want to give them to me. Really, I should think about learning how to open the cupboards years ago, then I would know what the truth is, but I’m afraid I’m too old to master it now. But I also didn’t eat much today for another reason as well. It’s been a quiet day and all the peeps have been out for a large part of the day, so I just slept it through. It was very pleasant. I had so many beautiful dreams, with lots of chicken breasts, and Mish snacks, cans of tuna, Mish ice cream, kefir and all, everything smelled so heavenly! Just shows how obsessed with food I am, but I’m too obsessed to even care, I love my obsession, especially that, so far, it doesn’t even make me fat. And just dreaming of food will never make you fat, so that’s even better. I love such long, quiet days, when I can just go to sleep somewhere and sleep through long hours, just waking up for a second once in a long while to stretch or turn to the other side. Wonder what I’m gonna do at night, but if it’ll be boring and not much interesting food in sight, I can always go back to sleep.

So, how did you sleep last night? Any cool dreams? Let me know. πŸ™‚

Misha πŸ’œ πŸ’š πŸ’™

What’s up pets and peeps it’s MISHA!!!

Hhrrru?! 😻

How are you pets and peeps doing? It’s Misha and I just woke up from a long, long nap and am full of beans and very energetic. I probably won’t write much ’cause there are so many other things to do and my paws itch for a good run but just wanted to tell you that I am very happy because Zofijka’s just come back from her holidays! She went away for a week, and today she came back and at least something is going on in this house, it was like a graveyard without her and I was just sleeping and sleeping. The sad thing is that she doesn’t seem to be very interested in me. Mila says that she just has a lot of things to do and a lot of things to catch up on but I am worried that now she likes that other cat – Flocky – more than me. Flocky is their aunt’s cat and he’s also a Russian blue and apparently he’s my relative or something, but I’ve never met him. And Zofijka has been talking about him a lot. It drives me crazy. I just hope she’ll soon forget about him. And I am also a bit sad because she says she’ll be going away in two weeks again. But she’s very happy about it so maybe I should be happy too. After all, it can be really good too when Zofijka is not around. You can relax properly. Sleep more. Be less paranoid that someone’s lurking there waiting for you to come closer just to scoop you up and get into her noisy room and squeal “Miiiisha cuuute Miiisha!” in your ears. Oh yeah and there’s much less noise which is good, but, like I said, not for too long, as it starts feeling odd. I guess the peeps felt a bit odd too.

Has something nice happened to you this week? Any plans for the weekend? Are you gonna do something interesting with your peep(s), or with your pet(s) if you’re a peep? πŸ™‚

Off to have a race with Zofijka.

Mishpurrs.

Misha πŸ’œ πŸ’™ πŸ’š

Question of the day.

Hey hey people! πŸ™‚

My question for you today is the following:

What was the first major purchase you made with your own money?

My answer:

Misha! Mum helped me a bit but I paid most so, at least in practical terms, I’m his owner. I’ve never regretted that purchase, obviously, and generally, I think it was the best one in my life.

How about you? πŸ™‚

Feline interview with me Misha!

Hhrrru? to all pets and peeps! 😻

Just a short note to let you know that an interview with my Mishness has beenΒ  published by Scrappy Doodlepip over at

A Guy Called Bloke And K9 Doodlepip

I’m excited about it! One step closer for me to become a real Mish celeb. Hope you’ll enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing. πŸ™‚

Mishpurrs!

Misha πŸ’œπŸ’™ πŸ’š

Me Misha and my food.

Hhrrru? 😻

How are you pets and peeps doing? Have you had something yummy to eat today? Me?… No, not really… My peeps are very selfish today and don’t think about me at all, and Mum and Mila are forcing me to diet since a few days, they say I eat too much snacks every day and that’s why I am so fussy for my actual food! It’s not like this! If they just tried more and take a real interest in what I like to eat, bought me something super super yummy like for a king I would eat it. And now, guess what?! I’m only allowed 3 snacks per day! THREE SNACKS! When this human era will end and we will start to rule the world – the felines I mean obviously – I will be also forcing my humans to starve. I’ll have a whole breedery of humans and I’ll starve them all to death, yes I’m that vengeful. And I will say it’s for their own good. And I will yell at them when they will get sick all overΒ  my bed and tell them they are stupid donkeys like my human Dad said to me. But OK, Misha, breathe deeply… OK, yeah sadly, my plans of vengeance will have to wait until the next era, first we’ll have to detronise the humans and that may take a while. I’ve got a different idea for this post.

Some time ago someone came to our blog googling for “Misha cat food”. I have no idea if there is such cat food called Misha and I probably will never know because my peeps are too stingy and want everything only for themselves and if “Misha cat food” exists it must be terribly expensive because it’s there only for me. Who would predict that I – the Russian blue tsar, would end up with such people… – Anyway, Mila said she looked for it but couldn’t find any Misha cat food but how can I believe her if she refuses to give me snacks?! How could I believe anyone who would refuse to give me my snacks that I have every right to get as many as I wish? By the way, you know what she’s doing right now?… She is eating CRISPS! And the others are BARBECUING. Having meat! Sitting outside! So I am trying to comfort myself by writing this little post. But I’m digressing again, those peeps will one day give me a nervous breakdown.

But I thought that even though I don’t have that Misha cat food, nor any grilled meat or cat crisps, I can tell you guys what I eat. That is, the stuff I have to eat right now. And I’m gonna show you some pics. I love to be a model and I love when peeps take pics of me, I’m in my element then! I would like modeling to be my full time job, but not like on cat shows, where they give you sedatives and want you to sit still when there are so many other cats and other animals around and so many loud peeps. I’d like to have my own little, quiet office where people would come to take beautiful pictures of me, admire my beauty, and whatever they like about me. There would be plenty of baskets and cartboard boxes for mme to sleep in or to pose for pictures, lots of windowsills, soft pillows, lots of toys and blankets and everything that would be the best background for me. There could only be three people at a time or so, and no one could hold me, just look at me, and only stroke me for a few seconds if I wish so. And there would be a gallery of my pictures and people would make worldwide famous paintings and sculptures of me. Ahhhh, dreams!!! Isn’t it such a purrrrrre pleasure to dream? But oh well, let’s go back to my boring food.

I usually don’t eat the same things over and over, at least not when it comes to vet food, I don’t stick to one. The food I like best are things that have very thick but smooth texture, like a sauce. I don’t like to bite, it takes too much effort, it’s much nicer to just lick food like ice cream. But I do like my dry food and some dry snacks too, especially Party Mix. My favourite wet snacks are tomato sauces in tubes, I think their smell is the exact smell of heaven – the heaven that I will go to anyway, my view is that everyone should have their individual heaven that smells like they want it to. – My human Mummy bought me new wet food a while ago, and it’s something new that I hadn’t eat before, I was at first really interested in it but it only smells good, doesn’t taste quite as yummy. She said it was apparently very fancy and pricey, but I don’t really like it that much, even though Mum blends it for me so that I don’t have to bite. Mum herself says that “It’s very delicious”, each time she gives it to me, but I wonder how she can know that if she hasn’t eaten it herself. If it is so delicious, why won’t she try it? I find it very suspicious. Jocky is crazy about my food and gets real bad convulsions which I assume are caused by his excitement (weird way of showing it really), any time Zofijka gives it to him. But I’ll show you the pic of that food anyway, and some others that I currently eat. If something looks like wrong with the pics, please let us know, Mum was supposed to give them names so that Mila can insert them properly and not guess what is what but a few aren’t named in the end, and I Mishself have no idea about such humdrum stuff like editing so Mila’s doing it.Let me know if you like the pics, and how beautiful you think I am advertising my food, well I’m not advertising anything here but Mum says I look with it so nicely that they could use it for an ad. And let me know pets and peeps what do you like to eat. If there are some other pet bloggers out there, maybe you’d like to share pics of your food on your blogs as well. OK, here are the pics.

Misha with his cat food

Misha and his cat food 2

Misha and his cat food 3

Gonna see if I can sneak outside to the BBQ now so that no one would see and steal some meat. Wish me luck, the door is open so I just need to be quiet…

Mishpurrs.

Misha πŸ’œ πŸ’š πŸ’™

PS: My expedition has failed. Zofijka’s crew – her friends and cousins – saw me and started yelling “Oh, kitty, what a lovely kitty!!!” so no green grass and barbecuing for me. I’m back at Mila’s. No big loss, there’s way too loud. But I want meat!!! 😦