Hi there! My name is Hulivili ("Nonchalance"), also called Huli, Hulina ("Hullabaloo"), Poika (Boy), or just plainly - Kissa (Cat). I'm 5 and ½ years old alert keeper of the house. No dogs allowed trespassing these premises! Learned my lesson young, when a stupid dog drove me up into an icy tree, I fell down, broke couple of ribs and, well, lost the first one of my lifes. Since then I've lost several, but hey, I just have to check out everything that moves. Like cars, snakes, foxes, and huge rats. And I've still got five lives to go!
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Stomach full, warm, birdies in the tree, and the big folk photographing me - what more could a cat want? By the way, for obvious reasons I'm also called Punakorva (Red Ears) or Possu (Piggy). I kinda like the last one - think I'll purr a little.
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This is my girl, Pipsa. She's really very sweet, though at times (-er, most of the time-) I don't seem to get anything right... But then she IS very smart. She knows how to knock at the window, so Mom can let us in, and she can even open doors jumping on the handle. And what a hunter she is! Boy, I don't come even close, but then again, I'm not so nimble as I used to be, anymore. The old war wound, you know, the broken ribs...
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Katja came for a visit, and put her pretty basket here for me...
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Plenty of room!
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This is the best place in the whole house: the paper nest of the HP Deskjet 930C! Don't understand, why folks kept carrying me away. But I was persistent, so nowadays they let me take my well deserved naps in peace.
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No, I'm not having trouble fitting my legs in. I'm very comfortable, thank you!
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Let's get some action here!
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Purrrrr...
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