Feeling like a lonely leaf…

Hhrrru?

It’s Misha Pisha. How are you doing pets and peeps? Hope everyone is feeling good.

I’ve slept through all the day yesterday, and most of today. Mum and Mila went out somewhere earlier today, and I was at home only with Olek, but he was in his room watching TV and didn’t care about me at all, he never does. And I was feeling lonely. Lonely as a leaf. I always say I’m lonely as a leaf when I feel lonely. And then Zofijka laughs and says leaves aren’t lonely because they’re together on a branch, or when they fall they are in a pile. But sometimes tey are lonely. Sometimes when it’s autumn one leaf is left on the branch while all the other have just fallen. And I bet he’s feeling lonely and cold without other leaves to keep him company. And even if there are no leaves on a tree, they aren’t always all in the pile. Sometimes it’s windy and the wind can blow one leaf away from the rest and leave him some place when he’s alone. Or with other pile of leaves that he doesn’t know, but that’s another story, luckily I didn’t have to ever change my pile of leaves, well, only once, when I was very small and was taken away from my cat Mummy, but I don’t remember it almost at all now. But I sometimes have those days when I feel lonely as a leaf. Even if people say my comparison is stupid, I don’t think it is. Do you know what idiom is there in the Polish language to say someone is lonely? Lonely as a finger! Does that make sense? No! Neither for peeps, nor even for cats! So why can’t I feel lonely as a leaf, if someone might feel lonely as a finger?!

For those of you who don’t read my Mishposts from the beginning of this blog, you probably are confused as for how can I talk to people and you probably think I’m just making it up. I’m not. Or, well, just kind of… We have a game with Mila and Zofijka, that I can talk. Mila made it up and Zofijka seems to believe that I can really talk even though she’s 11 already. But I think she wants to believe in it. I just need to connect to someone’s brain with mine, and I just talk via this person, and it works a bit like a phone connection, we can connect and disconnect whenever we want and I just talk. Usually I connect to Mila because it is usually Zofijka who wants to talk to me, or we three talk together sometimes, so, ya know, she doesn’t want to seem that she is talking to herself, she doesn’t want to seem crazy, and she says that when I am connected to her I’m talking bullshit. They both like to talk to me though, particularly in the evenings.

Anyway, I felt lonely as a leaf so I was hanging around the house on my own and crying. But no one even heard me so then I went upstairs and to Mum’s wardrobe and lied there and fell asleep for a while, and I dreamt about leaves being blown away each in different direction and not being able to find each other and I was also a flying leaf in this dream. Finally though I heard some bustle downstairs so it meant they’re back. Mum found me soon and I had lunch and then went upstairs to Mila’s room and we were snuggling and I got a lot of snacks and was purring. Then I climbed up on the wardrobe in her room and slept there for a while and I think I’ll go back there after I write this.

Sleepy Mishpurrs from

Misha


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And yet another sleepy week.

Hhrrru?

How are you all pets and peeps doing? It’s Misha, in case you forgot what’s my name, it’s very difficult after all. I find my memory very short now in this heat. I can’t even remember my dreams… Or maybe I don’t have any… ‘Cause other than dreams there isn’t much to remember if I’m honest. I’ve been mostly sleeping lately, or eating, or drinking, yeah I’m drinking quite a lot. Zofijka came back on Tuesday, that was some change, I at least motivated myself to play with her for a while but then I got back to sleep. I’m a bit worried my peeps are doing it on purpose. Heating up the house so much, so that it makes me sleepy, or maybe they give me some sleeping pills in my food, so that I am calm and don’t wanna go out? DO you think it’s possible? I think it is, they like it when I sleep. But I don’t let them to be satisfied, I have my own views on things too! I know that they like when I sleep because then they can cuddle me or do whatever they want with me. So I always go away from them so that they can’t see me. I climb up somewhere high, or lie in a wardrobe, or something like this, and no one knows where I am. So at least I have some peace of mind. Today in the morning, when I woke up from my night sleep and went downstairs to eat something, Zofijka asked me if I wanted a brother or a sister and which I’d like more. I told her I’d rather want a brother, but a sister could be nice too, if she’d like to play with me and do what I wanted her to. Zofijka says she will get a dog. That would be fabulous for me, if he/she lived in the house with me, but it probably wouldn’t be so. And besides, Zofijka just says what she wants to be true, I already know this. She’s always wanted to have a dog, a girl, with whom she could play and go for walks and such. But Mum sometimes says she wants a dog too, and then she says she doesn’t, and then she says she wants another cat, and then that she hates even me and she’s fed up with me. So I think it would be silly to listen to the peeps, they never know what they want. Mum is sick, she’s having something with her ears, and when I’m not asleep she’s constantly mad at me, well not at me, at her ears, but she thinks it’s me. But I’m not mad at her, I don’t care, it’s even a bit funny. Why do they think I’d care about their mod or what they think about me? Weird, really.

OK, off to sleep again, I can’t keep my eyes open any longer. Sleep well pets and peeps.

Mishpurrs.

Misha


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Sleepy…

Hhrrru?

It’s Misha. Sorry I haven’t posted anything last week. I was too hot and Mila wasn’t particularly in the mood so we just gave it up. I hope no one missed me too much. Just a little bit.

We’ve been having a lot of sunshine lately and it’s hot all the time. Today not so much, and my human Dad says there may be a storm soon, but we’ve had a few storms already and it’s still the same, only more humid. Peeps are getting a bit sick of it, but for me it’s OK, it just makes me so very slow and sluggish and sleepy. But I like being sleepy. I can have lots of nice dreams then.

Though I would be happier if the peeps would let me out for a little while. But nooo they’re so stupid and boring and stubborn and don’t understand me!!! They only let me sometimes sit at the window and then they watch me carefully as if they thought I’m gonna fly away in a second. Horrible peeps.

Today they let me sit at the window for a while. Mum was washing Mila’s window and I was sitting and looking at her and at the world. I like to look at the nature or what’s going on outside the house but I also like to watch what peeps are doing here, if they’re doing a lot, like cleaning for example. I love observing them. Particularly if they don’t see me. And then Mum wanted to put the mosquito net at Mila’s window, and I was watching the procedure carefully, but it didn’t last long because it turned out that the net is too short so they have to buy a new one. The one thing they don’t know is that there is much easier solution, much cheaper and right in front of their noses. It’s ME!

They could just let me sit in the window and I would be happy to catch and eat all the insects that would fly in. Or I would just scare them so that they would fly out, I can be very scary when I want to. And then I would fly out with them for a while. But I would come back soon, don’t worry, I’m not that awful. I would just go for a little trip with them insects from time to time. That would be lovely.

But they never, ever take me seriously. :/

Zofijka is away for a few days. She was gone on Wednesday and she still hasn’t come. But I don’t miss her too much. She’d want me to play with her or lie together with her constantly and for me it’s way too exhausting right now. I didn’t even notice when she was gone, I realised it the next day when I woke up after a long long sleep.

OK, back to sleep now. I’m terribly tired.

Mishpurrs and all the mishest for all of you, pets and peeps.

Misha


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I wouldn’t like to be a vegetarian, but veggies are interesting.

Hhrrru?

Yes it’s me Misha, I know you all know it already. For those who don’t, you most probably haven’t meet me before. I am Misha an dI am 2 years old and I am Mila’s Russian cat who likes to hang out with peeps and animals, but am also afraid of them. And I don’t know many animals, only a few dogs and aquarium fish, and spiders and flies. I like to play, particularly with natural toys, not the ones you can get at a cat shop. You’d better either make me a toy yourself or give me something simple and natural to play with like a feather or a leaf and I’ll be far more happy, and for longer. I am a minimalist, when it comes to play, and most other things, but I still like to have it comfy around me, and I’m very picky as for food. Because I am an aristocat obviously.

SO that’s a little about me for those of you who didn’t know me before or didn’t know me from the beginnings of Mila’s blog.

I wanted to tell you I am starting to explore the potential of vegetables. I really like them. I’ve been only familiar with flowers or other plants before, I like to smell them, and I loved to bite them, but now people don’t let me bite them because one day I had eaten a lot of some decorative grass that was very sharp, and then I was very sick. I’m sure I wouldn’t get sick again, I wouldn’t even eat that much, and we don’t have that grass any longer, but the peeps are constantly watching me when I’m around any plants. Zofijka says it hurts them when I bite them, I wonder if that’s true, how do you think? After all peeps and other animals do eat plants, so even if they hurt, it looks like it has to be so. Unless they kill their plants before they eat them so they don’t feel the pain.

A few days ago though, Mum was in the garden picking some peep food and she come out with some very funny stuff in the basket. I came closer to it and pulled one of those things from the basket. It looked so cool, so nice to play with, just perfect for me. As long and thin as me. Mum came in to the kitchen. “Oh, our little Misha likes beans. Maybe we’d make some bean soup for you, sweetie?”. No, I don’t want bean soup, I want to play with it. I pulled another bean from the basket. And I played with them both. And then Mila played with me as well, and that was so nice. I engaged in the play so much that I clicked loudly and hhrrrued as I always do when something absorbs me completely, and even bit them, and after some time they were bitten all over, but they weren’t yummy. Then Mila packed me up into the veg basket which was empty now gave me my beans and brought me to her room. I played in that small basket on her bed. I knocked it over so that only my head was in it and the basket turned upside down and covered me. And I much preferred playing under it with my little beans. Mila said I looked like a happy baby. But I’m not a baby, am I? I’m 2 years old, I am an adult man. But they always treat me like a baby. But sometimes it’s good. And I still like playing with beans even though I’m 2 already. We Russian blues are always very playful. My beans were with me even at night and I played with them, and when someone held them I was following them everywhere, because I love beans, but then I played with them in the kitchen and throwed them around everywhere and I lost them. And there are no more beans, because Mum baked them. I’m mad at her. I want my beans back! But my toys often get lost and no one bothers finding them for me.

Besides beans, I had also tasted another yucky thing recently, that looked interesting. Last week Mila has bought some peep snacks and treats from other countries for herself and other peeps. They came in a big, rustling cartonboard, which I loved. They opened it and before they even unpacked it I went inside and lied on the packets. Mila said that this thing on top seems most yummy. They are so doting on me, particularly Mila, that they were afraid to get me out of there, because I lied so comfortably. Finally though I went out and they unpacked everything. But the cartonboard is still here and I like to lie or play in it, there are also some packets in it that wait for Zofijka and I like to play with them and kneat and flop them down with my paws. Zofijka will have everything crumbled when she comes back home. Anyway, Mila has bought herself some potato chips from America, apparently just because they’re spicy and because they have Jack in their name, and she’s bought them for Dad too because he is Jacek. For me that’s very odd but anyway. They sounded very nice when she opened them. And it interested me a lot. SO I came closer to her. I hoped it’s some snacks for me, btw isn’t it cruel she hasn’t bought anything for me? But it wasn’t for me but for the peeps. But she gave me one chip. It smelled weird, but interesting. I came even closer and smelled the chip carefully. I touched it with my paw, and licked for a while. And then I bit it. I didn’t eat it, but I bit it and I felt its taste. It was yuck and so hot. I went downstairs straight away annd gulped down all the water from my Mishbowl.

Today Mila said I should get a prize. Because I am learning to sleep in bed the whole night. I’ve slept two nights in a row on Mila’s bed, but not in my basket. Yesterday I slept on her pillow, and last night I slept on her feet, wrapped up in blanket. I like sleeping in bed more now. and Mila said I should be prescribed as a medicine for people who have cold feet. I wouldn’t like it though. I think usually peeps have very smelly feet and even if your peeps have too, it’s easier to stand a familiar yucky smell than smell some stranger’s feet hehe. We both slept very well.

And I got my prize. She got me very jelly-like snacks. I like anything thick and jellied, as you know. And I was soooo happy. 🙂

Does anyone else love suitcases?

Hhrrru?

It’s Misha. I’m a little sad today. Zofijka’s going on a camp for an entire week. Yes, I know, I know, I’ve said many times that I am afraid of Zofijka, and I am, a bit, but I still like her, there’s no one else who plays with me as much as she does, and I would sleep all the time and fall into coma if not her. I feel it is going to be an awfully boring week. I hope the other peeps won’t go anywhere. They’re talking about Sweden, I hope they won’t go there. I like to be alone, but not lonely. And if your completely cut off from all the other beings that are alive in the world, besides all the yucky bacteria that I apparently have inside of me, as Zofijka says, so if you’re cut off from everyone and stuck in the house for a week you feel lonely and it isn’t funny anymore. Well, there will be Olek, but he’s mostly at work or goes out with his friends so I won’t see him a lot. I am afraid he will forget to feed me if they go away. But maybe I shouldn’t worry yet…

What I actually wanted to tell you is that in some way I like when someone is going somewhere for a longer time. I like to assist them with packing. Zofijka has such a large suitcase! I love it. Sleeping in all the possible suitcases is one of the most attractive holiday activities for me! Zofijka’s suitcase is particularly cosy. She wanted me to go out and lie beside it if I like it so much but I didn’t, I just stayed there so she had it a bit difficult to pack, with such an extra luggage, so she had to put all her things over me. But I didn’t care. It was a bit too tight, but still very warm and cosy, and I tink I always look very appealing in a good suitcase, no matter how much other stuff are there besides hehehehe. Everyone was amazed when they were coming to Zofijka’s room.

Unfortunately now Zofijka is packed and the suitcase is closed, and I can only lay on it, which isn’t as interesting. And I wish I could do something so she wouldn’t go tomorrow. Who will play with me? I think I’ll spend the rest of the day with Zofijka.

Mishpurrs.

Misha Pisha

Misha Pisha again.

Hhrrru?

It’s Misha again. I am bored. I don’t know what to do with myself. I’m going from one room to another and am meowing. My human parents are going somewhere, Mum is wearing high heels so I think I shouldn’t expect they to come soon. Maybe Zofijka will play with me. I would really like to play with someone. Just don’t know what to do with myself. I’ve got new food recently. It’s yummy. It’s another sauce. I love sauces. Of wet food it’s actually the only thing I like to eat. I usually lick all the sauce and leave the pieces of meat, they’re often yucky. Peeps say they have to be stuffed with chemistry if I don’t want to eat them and prefer people food. And Dad says I’m just picky.

Misha Pisha

It’s Misha Pisha.

Hhrrru?

How are you guys doing? I just wanted to pop in for a while, I will write something longer tomorrow. I wanted to tell you I have a beautiful day today. It’s raining and it looks like we’ll be having a massive gale in a while, but I don’t care, I’m tucked up in my favourite blanket and I’m lying on Mila’s bed and purring. I only purr when I’m very very happy and secure. I like to lie on this blanket and snuggle into it, it’s so soft and warm and it smells like me already. Mila says I look like a little baby now and that I am very beautiful. I surprised her again, she didn’t know I’m here. She came in to her room and sat on the bed and then she saw me beside her and was very happy. And we lied for a while and I purred. And Zofijka came in for a while too. Both Zofijka and Mila have lots of nicknames for me. And today Zofijka calls me Misha Pisha all the time. And I like it. I like being Misha Pisha. Not like it means anything, it’s just my nickname. Sometimes Mila calls me Cisza, cisza means silence in Polish and they say it fits me very well because I am so so quiet. How do you like my new nickname Misha Pisha? And what’s going on for you guys?

Pishpurrs

Misha Pisha