Tabby Is the New Black


Hello faithful 2 Blogging Cats fans. Lola and Sasha have handed the reins over to their cousin cats across the pond this week, as they are busy at the salon getting pedi-claws.

For those of you who don’t remember us here  is our back story.

Us in happier days before Nym went to the Pokey, the Slammer, the Crowbar Hotel.


We have again asked our faithful servant (Auntie Hanne) to use her human paws to type this document.

I, Dimitri Smirnoff Stalin, have turned amateur detective and solved the mystery of A Study in Scarlet. Our wretched humans abandoned us to starve last month. Yes, starve! They deserted us for a romantic week-end getaway.

They left on a Friday and came back on a Sunday which if you do the math means we were forsaken to fend for ourselves for at least one full day.

Here I am searching high and low for clues:


Yes, she filled our to overflowing with bowls with kitty pet food. Yes, she filled 4 bowls around the house with water. Yes, we might have managed to put on a few pounds while she was gone. But….we were starving we tell you.

Strange when our human left she was carrying a Scarlet duffel bag with her human essentials. When she returned the bag was gone but we sensed some resentfulness in her attitude and smelled a faint perfume of old cat urine wafting through the air.

I hope you learned your lesson Nymeria.


Apparently an anonymous feline peed in her bag as she was preparing to leave the house. She only discovered this on the train. Odd. Don’t you think?

I turned to Nymeria and squawked “J’accuse!” which is the French equivalent of “Not it!”

Uh oh, she looks mad!


There you have it, mystery solved and perpetrator behind bars.

If there is one thing that us humans and cats agree on it is that watching birds from our dining room window in summer is more fun than winter. We are still waiting to spot our returning ruby throated hummingbirds. According to reports they are already in New England but we have had an inclement spring. These tiny pugilistic birds can travel thousands of miles from their winter habitats in Panama and Mexico to their northernmost summer homes.



Lola’s Pee Problem


So let’s start from the beginning:

Our neighbors have a dog, and they let that dog run around outside freely. And this has been going on for a while, and it has never really concerned us because the dog never comes over to our house.

But just recently the dog actually started to run around our house!

We knew because The Dog Who Shall Remain Nameless had spooked us several times, but those humans of ours didn’t figure it out until they finally saw the pawprints for themselves. And Zoe’s mom even took a picture of the pawprints on our own porch:



Well, I wasn’t really that scared so I’ve kept going outside as I normally would to heed nature’s call. But, Lola, you have been so scared that you haven’t even been able to go outside to do your business!

Oh, but Sasha, I have been holding it in to the best of my ability, and every time I look out the cat flap to see if the coast is clear that stupid dog is always running around in our garden!

Ok, if you say so, but you definitely have had some accidents inside!

But at least I try to make it an easy cleanup for the humans.

Yeah, because that time when you peed on the plastic bag in the hallway it was TOTALLY JUST A LAUGH to clean up!



[This is actually a real photo of what really happened two days ago! It is not fake. And my dad had to clean it all up. Tnx dad! – Zoe]

Anyway, after that incident Zoe’s parents broke out the old cat litter box which we have not used in years!

And Zoe’s dad set up a camera aimed at the litter box to see if I actually used it.


And I did use it.


Boy, that dog really traumatized you. Why are you so easily traumatized, Lola?

Oh, I can’t help it. I’m a sensitive soul. But isn’t that what you love abut me?

Yeah, I guess so.


Cat urine glows in the dark if a black light is shined on it.


Naughty Lola




Well Lola, once when you were not yet full grown, you got a little confused one day and climbed into Zoe’s dad’s leather flight bag and peed without anyone noticing.

For those of you who don’t know what a flight bag is, it is a bag that a pilot takes with him in the cockpit. In it are important documents such as passport, flight books, id, and maps, as well as the pilot’s lunch, a bottle of water, and electronic devices.

So what happened was that Zoe’s dad went off to fly. He and his copilot were well in the air when he started to get chilly. So he remembered that he had packed a thin woolen sweater. He got it out of his flight bag and put it on.

It wasn’t long before both of them started to notice a strange odor permeating the tiny cockpit. Zoe’s dad quickly discovered that the odor was coming from his cat pee soaked sweater!

When he came home he had to throw away the bag and most of what was inside.


By the way, here is a picture of the new bag that Zoe’s dad had to get (this one is not leather):


Surprisingly me and Zoe’s dad are still friends!

Hi to our viewers this last week in the US, the UK, Denmark and Norway!


Sea otters hold hands when they sleep to keep from drifting apart.