Tag: kitten

let me slurp your bathwater

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Henry really loves me. He now waits until I step out of the shower and starts licking the leftover water from the floor. It must be Love.

Instead of a photo I offer this song text by the Comedian Harmonists as illustration:

Laß mich dein Badewasser schlürfen,

einmal dich abfrottieren dürfen,
und deine Oberweite messen
und alle andern Frau’n vergessen, vergessen,
laß mich dich einmal nur massieren
und deine Rippen dabei spüren,
für einen Kuß auf deine
Sohlen möcht ich dein Pantoffel sein!

Any grace gets lost completely in the translation no matter how hard I try, so I keep it as literal as possible abandoning all attempts to capture the feeling of the song:

Let me slurp your bathwater, let me towel you dry, and measure your bust, and forget all other women, let me just massage you once, and thereby feel your ribs, and for planting a kiss upon your soles I wish I could be your slipper!

I couldn’t find the Comedian Harmonists version online, but this group is close to the original: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IWhhPX5SlB0

 

 

leaving home

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My daily fight to leave the house gets more ridiculous every day. The moment he hears me jingling the keys he sits in front of the door. At first I just left quickly. Then I rolled a ball along the corridor and he would jump after it. Now I have to throw a toy really fast and quite long, throw out my bags (I usually carry too) and try to jump after them slamming the door shut before the streak of black lightning whooshes out the door, between my legs and up the staircase.

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gimme a break!

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So I’m already having scaled down Christmas decorations and after ignoring the sad remnants for two whole weeks Henry goes and breaks one of the glass cylinders protecting the unadorned, artificial candles.
I think I’ll go and have some Glühwein to console me.

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Addendum: Last year bought a stylish wooden permanent Christmas tree. I thought I could put it up if I leave off the adornments. I woke to find this this morning. I’m surrounded by Scrooges. *sigh*
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A friend showed me a Christmas tree wrapped in cling foil: “Have you tried this one yet?”
Me: I fear my husband would also use it as a towel rack.

rapprochement

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Henry went outside and I left the bedroom door just a bit open so that he could come back at his own convenience. A while later I discovered him sitting on the bed and I thought he’d had enough for the moment and closed the door (baby, it’s cold outside…).
About half an hour later I see Johnny, the neighbour’s tomcat, wandering through the hallway. Inadvertently I had locked him in earlier. This means: they spent about half an hour in each other’s company without complaining about it. Yeah, I didn’t hear a thing!

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green thumb

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One of the most interesting activities I do around the house – at least according to Henry – is watering the plants.  He walks with me from pot to pot, follows my every move like a hawk, and is utterly fascinated with what I am doing.  Now if only he had proper thumbs they could be green.

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spa treatment

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I was extremely tempted to open the tap.

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Ariana: I do when Messi does that. Sometimes it takes him a while to realise water’s running down his fur…

Eklastic: You are a bad person. 😁 I actually did later when he came by watching me as I was about to rinse something off. He got such a fright that he jumped backwards, missing the toilet bowl only by luck.

Ariana: Messi’s not scared of water. He almost dies if he sees/hears the hoover or dogs.

Alice: Henry is the best Cat ever!!!

Annika: One of my cats is addicted to drinking from taps. Once, I had the bathtub filled with water due to a water cut for some works and as soon as I go to the toilet, when I got home in the evening, I see my cat flying to the bathtub (as usual) before I could say or do anything… needless to say he flew in and out in a microsecond and I spent the evening cleaning.

Abby: Our cat, Spot, loved it if we’d turn the faucet on just a trickle. She loved to drink from it!

Alec, incidentally the first man to answer: If you open the tap, you will end up with a wet pussy.

Eklastic:

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the five minutes early alarm

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Since his first night with us Henry has been sleeping in the drawer under our bed (on Lothar’s side).  No idea how long he can still squeeze in as he is growing rapidly.  At the moment this is still his den where we literally can’t touch him.

But no matter what time I set my alarm – he will be on top of me five minutes before,  breathing down my neck and licking my ear.  There’s nothing like waking up with goose bumps on one side of your body!

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freedom!

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VoH (Voice of Henry): They are keeping me prisoner here! (This is a memory from when I was young. Like two weeks ago.)

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And today they openend the door! They actually opened the door!! I was outside for the first time. It was glorious. I ran around, I sniffed green things. I scratched brown things. I squeezed through a silvery hard thing and almost didn’t find my way back but then suddenly there was lots of air and a brown papery thing tried to catch me and chased me back inside! I can’t wait for the next time they open the door!

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day 96

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22 November:

I’m usually not quick enough to catch Henry at his pranks. This morning I found him hugging and battling and scratching the roll of kitchen towels.

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21 November:

VoH (Voice of Henry): They are keeping me prisoner here.