We're just back from a delightful Indian dinner at Flavours of India, a new place that just opened this month in the nearest town. Yummy, yummy! Fantastic nan bread and ginger/pistachio ice-cream, among others. I'll be back tomorrow with a longer post, as I am still catching up on emails to lots of people who've been patient enough to wait through my longer absence, but I'm closer to the surface now :)

Here is a pillow I sent to Ela earlier this year. It was my first time sewing ric-rac in between the front and the back pieces and you can't imagine how much time it took me to eventually visualize it how to do it! LOL It is a nice piece of soft green velour rickrack. Ela loves pink and green just like me, so I was happy to adapt this monochromatic piece to use these colours. I sewed decorative half stitches all around.
I almost miss this pillow but I know it is in wonderful hands! :)

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Marjorie Massey (Passé Composé)

Meet our new little cutie :)

Those of you who have me in their Facebook contacts have seen the little princess, but here she is officially!

Remember my last sad message? Life is much more cheerful now :)
A couple of days after I wrote my last post, the house was hard to be in. Everything reminded us on Felinek, but the worst was how Lucky was changing - and changing fast. I think we were heading into having a very depressed cat. He started to avoid me even more, then started to hide under the darkest corner of the largest bed, just so I could not find him and stayed there for hours, till H. came home. His attitude was making us even more sad...

That day I was able to convince H. to drive to Oslo's local shelter to see if we could find a little cat that would be joyful, playful, but at the same time cuddly, social and liking human presence. With one cat that is not exactly easy (Toska) and one shy one (Lucky), this was important. We were actually thinking of a little boy and this one caught our attention:

This was Saga's brother - Solan. But I and H. believe in the theory that when you choose a pet (if you're in a situation where you are choosing which is not often here since we seem to rescue little needing creatures), it needs to "click" between you and him/her. It didn't "click" with Solan. He was not as sweet as he looked on the picture and not very interested in us. Two other little females weren't either. Then out of a sudden, and mind you - this was after 2,5 hours in a little non ventilated room so we were getting exhausted - one of the ladies brought this little cutie, and love happened, both ways :)

Her official registered name is Saga but we might change it, as we don't use it. I call her Szpulka (Schpoolka), which means a little bobbin of thread in Polish, but it's a bit (cough, cough...) difficult for Norwegians. So we'll see!

Szpulka is very different physically from her brother. She is partly a Norwegian Forest Cat (click HERE to learn more) and some distinctive marks of it, among others her fantastic tail. The were found on July 12th walking on the streets in the district Sagene in Oslo, hence her name. When you think that she was even smaller at that time! How could anyone, I ask myself one time more? They spent two days in a voluntaree's home, then two weeks at the shelter, and here she is!

She is about 3,5 months old, but really mini-mini-mini! She looks much bigger on the photos than she really is. Just a little thing the size of a squirrel, smaller than a ferret! H. says her little body feels like an eggshell when he takes her up so he has to be careful :) She doesn't know how to meow yet, she issues little peeeps and squeeks like a little mouse so it's pretty funny.


And she must be the most friendly little thing I know. She spends most of her time on my shoulder or around my neck or on my chest or... when I type, presses her little wet button nose on mine, licks my face, puts her little paws on my cheeks and usually falls asleep while holding my nose with one paw. Basic need! LOL

It works fantastically fine with the other three tails. Toska ignores her, Happy would like to play but she's a bit afraid of his size, and Lucky - well, we're hoping for friendship or more :) I'm working a lot on socializing them in the sense that we would like them to be very good friends and here is where we are today:

 They're currently snoring together in Lucky's bed on H's desk. Life is good!

And now, I promise the next post with be about crafts. Serious.

Felinek - a sad post

It is with a heavy heart that I am writing this.

Back in July, we "celebrated" the cat boys first anniversary in our home, with the special menu you can see above. It was exactly one year since we found them left to die in a deep forest on the border between Norway and Sweden. First, it was a hard fight to have them stay with us. H. rightly believed one cat and one dog was enough to love and spoil. But within a couple of months, the cat brothers managed to occupy an ever-growing part of H's heart. A few months after, he told me he now actually prefers cats to dogs. And his mother who didn't like cats _at all_ fell in love with the two lovely brothers.

They remained so attached, so important to each other. Still sleeping together from time to time, still washing each other, so dependent on one another. We knew we would never let them be separated. Felinek sort of took care of Lucky, who is a very calm, quiet, careful cat who prefers the company of my H. to any other. He's not very fond of me.

But Felinek, our lovely black and white little cat, had grown to a wonderfully positive, happy cat whose presence brightened everybody's life. Every person who met him loved him so much. Always curious, always ready to play, to cuddle, extremely social, you'd think his role was to make everyone smile.

Felinek, our little ray of sunshine was killed by a car a few days ago.

When he didn't come home one morning, we feared something might have happened, but it rained heavily and we hoped someone had taken him home. That night, I heard a woman's terrible scream at 2 am and wondered for hours what it could be about in this peaceful neighbourhood. That same night, H. had been admitted urgently to hospital and his leg operated the next day, nothing too serious. When he was leaving home, I felt that everything was going to go wrong. A weird feeling I can't explain. And Felinek didn't come back in the morning. Over the week-end, we put posters everywhere around here and we started getting calls from many, many people - so touching really - but the cats weren't the one we were looking for. Just as exhausted after a many hours' search yesterday, we were on the way home, we got a call. It happened that night, just meters away from our house. The nice man was keeping the little body as he had decided to ask around if someone's cat was missing. We took him home.

Felinek will be burried in a nice spot in the garden. We cried all night and today is only a little better. We just ordered take-away food as the little things of life seemed to hard to handle today. We are just devastated. Lucky is constantly looking for his brother and it just breaks our hearts to pieces to see him walk around, smell place after place, not finding comfort. Our vet told us to let him smell Felinek and he did it, licked him on the face (which brought even more tears on our side), but I don't think he understood. It is just heartbreaking.

We grow so attached to our little friends, don't we... I think it is harder for people who like us don't have children, I don't know...

Felinek was such an exceptional, unique little being and life without him will never be the same. Never ever. In the meantime, we try to double efforts to surround Lucky with love and care. For him, it's even worse.

This is the last short movie I took of them both in "their" room. We called it the cat room as we use it less so we just placed old armchairs for them to enjoy.

I'll be back with happier, crafty news, but at the moment, I'm having a hard time trying to cope...