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My human had an urgent (understand: she had completely forgotten about it) paper to finish yesterday and could not finish the post we wanted to have today.
This morning, she felt like she had caught a cold or something, so today’s post had to be rescheduled.

I haven’t posted a “Monday are for Memories” for some time now, so here is a picture of me napping in my carrier when I was a little less than 3 months. I had just been adopted (3 days before). The picture was taken on my human’s birthday (really human, who cares about that?).

Have a great day, furriends!

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Hiya everyone!

Today is Milou’s birthday! Or so I’ve decided.

You see, we don’t know exactly when Milou was born.

A little history (my half-brother Milou is old…):
Milou was adopted at some point in late summer, according to my human’s husband. My human’s husband doesn’t remember when exactly (have you noticed furriends how female humans are better at remembering dates, especially birthdays and stuff like that, than male humans?) and since he didn’t know my human at the time, well, my human cannot remember for the rest of us!

To keep Milou’s story of adoption short, my human’s husband adopted him when it was clear that the woman who had first adopted Milou because he was a cute kitten had realized that adopting a cute kitten implied responsibilities other than just, well, watching the cute kitten. So my human’s husband and Grouik welcomed him in their (Grouik’s) home. It was about 13 years ago.

Grouik quickly became protective of Milou and they have lived together for 13 years.

Milou has had many health issues during his life, including one instance of trying to catch a leprechaun in Ireland and falling from the fifth floor of the human’s apartment building. Thank Ceiling Cat the always-wet grass of Ireland (It was often raining – my human’s words) and Milou’s fat (the vet’s words) saved his life and left him with a minor injury at one of his hind legs.

Anyway, to keep a long story short, on top of his health problems (like a special urinary diet, among other stuff), I think Milou is missing Grouik still. Okay, he’s not always been very nice to me, but he’s about okay with the brat little sister and he is old(er) now.

Soooooo, I’ve decided that today would be his day, September 16. Milou’s Day.

Will you celebrate with me and wish Milou a Happy Milou’s Day?

Here are some funny pictures of my half-brother Milou!

Milou in our cat tree

Milou and I training for the couch-a-thon

Milou using my human’s backpack as a bed

Milou exercising

Milou napping on his human’s leg

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Today, Kitshka, our new little sister, has been home for a week exactly (well, tonight it will be a week).

The humans had kept her in their room at first, separated from us. As if we couldn’t smell her. Well, Milou didn’t seem to realize. I think he didn’t want to. She had her little bowl of kitten kibbles (the same yummy ones I had when I was a kitten too!), her little bowl of water and her little litter box.
Since she felt like exploring after the first night only, they decided to prudently open the door and see what our reaction would be. Of course, we didn’t like the idea at first and we had to make it clear, was the little brat fur ball to stay, who was there first.

Below is a video of Milou and I first meeting her. Please excuse the humans’ mistakes: the orientation of the iPhone camera, the mess, the feet!

As I have mentioned before, we started playing on our second day of knowing each other, and we still do! Milou has been hissing a little less these past couple of days so it looks like she has won everyone’s heart almost. Welcome to your furever home, Kitshka!

Hope you like the video!

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Miss Satchie and family: if you’re reading, we thought a lot about you yesterday. Let me explain.

So the humans brought Frisco to the vet to make sure he was in good health and so he would get his vaccines. Frisco is in perfect health but the vet decided to check, to be sure you know, that he was a boy.

Well…

No, the kiddie is a little girl. MOL!

Of course we all love her the same (Milou’s still hissing too) but the humans decided to change her name to Kitshka (They wouldn’t tell me why this name!).

You Go Girl!

P.S.: Sorry, awards acceptance tomorrow. I need a nap now.

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Two weeks ago I had started a post about the day my human adopted me. Here is a video to complete it!

It is a video of me arriving in my new home. If you watch long enough, you will be able to see Grouik and the first time we met!

I hope you liked this little retrospective (vocab builder) =^.^=

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Hiya Furriends!

Sorry again for the long silence. After her seminar thingie, my human and I played a lot, like you could see on my last post, and then she began having some “important” stuff to do, of which I will tell you more later in this post. You’re going to be surprised! I know I was!!

First, an update on Grouik’s page: it will be up soon. The humans are making videos of all the footage (vocab builder) they have. I will let you know when it is ready.

Secondly, I received several awards from furriends: THANK YOU ALL SO VERY MUCH! Sorry for being so late. I will accept them in a special post on Tuesday (because Mondays are for memories you know, and I already missed one, and I owe you Part 2 of my adoption day).

Thirdly, I want to send a HUGE thank you to Sparkle that had a giveaway of Fancy Feast Mornings a while back and I was one of the winners! I received it this past week. There was my name on the package! Look:


Wow, that’s for me?


Can someone open it now?


What you mean “it’s called mornings and it’s the afternoon already?!” Seriously?!


Okay. Here is my prize, this is morning and we’re still in bed. Wake up and open these for me now.


Human?


Ah, finally! Mmmmh those look good


Can I open these myself? Hmmmm…


For the grace of Ceiling Cat, human, open one!


Are we done with the pictures? Can you open one now?

Thanks to the humans at Nestle Purina for this yummy package. Milou cannot have it (because of his health diet). But me and the kiddie love it.

Yeah, that’s right, that’s my fourth point, the humans being busy: I’m no longer the youngest member of our family. Sniff.



Friday evening, they came back home with a kitten! Look at him:

His name is Frisco. He cannot stop moving! Except when he takes long naps.

Well, okay, okay, I will be able to get over it and play with him (we have already started to play together actually), but at first it was kind of scary: are the humans going to exchange us for this kitten, will my human keep on giving me treats, cuddles, and everything?

Milou didn’t want to get it at first. We both had to make it clear who was the Boss here (Hey Newbie, we were here first!).

All in all, Frisco is, I must admit, fun, and I will finally have a furry friend to play with. BUT, I say the humans could have asked (Gee, Milou is now hissing at everyone in the house again). For example, yesterday night, I surprised my human joyfully playing with the little fur ball. I was outraged! She saw that and tried to make up for it, but it was too late: no cuddles, no petting, no purring, no nothing but the back of disrespect! Was she going to replace me just like that?!

But today we played, both with the human and the kiddie so I think it might – might – be a good thing. If the kiddie stops eating food from my bowl! Ah kids!

Here are some pics of the both of us. Sorry they’re blurry, but Frisco can’t stop moving!

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It’s nice to look back to happy memories sometimes. I recounted how my human adopted me.

Here are some pictures of my first days with my human and her then-boyfriend, now-husband, human, whatever. Since I was very cute and little (am still cute but a little bigger), my human nicknamed me “P’tite Crevette” (Lil’ Shrimp). She’s still calling me that today.

We have more pics but I will share them next week! Have a wonderful week everyone!

Look at me already exploring my new Grouik’s and Milou’s territory.

Oh, what are these? They look fun to play with!

So this is what my furry friends were talking about? A furrever home?

This is how small (and cute) I was (still am) (cute that is).

And finally for today, this is the picture my human put in my little passport. I was in the arms of my human’s Mom.

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