Mocca, Cupcake and Coco

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Mocca, Cupcake and Coco

Mocca, a tabby mum, Cupcake, her Maine C**n daughter and Coco, adopted seal-point Ragdoll brother, live in the Netherlands with Arthur and Marianne.

Coco passed away in November 2024

26/05/2026

Buckle up, I have a story about betrayal.
This is a picture of Ginger, our neighbour, who we hate. She always gets to roam free and it just isn't fair. But one day, she was gone.
Mum said, "Ginger got promoted. To indoor cat."
Promoted? I had sooo many questions. I asked the most important one: "What does one have to do to get DEMOTED?"
But Mum, who claims to have lived with cats for 30 years, still speaks only the bare minimum of Cat. So she only hears "Meow?"
She answers, "Yes, promoted!"
I plead with her, "MUM! I NEED to know!"
She replies, "That sounded URGENT"
Hell yes it did.
Fast forward to 5 months later, and Ginger shows up outside our home.
Now usually I call her sh*tpaw, but today I need to stay on her good side. I need answers. So I begin talking through the glass, "Long time no see..." hoping to get her talking.
"Yes, I was in prison." She answers straight away.
"Just like you are." She adds smugly. Then she wanders off.

I feel betrayed on SO many levels!

Mocca

06/04/2026

I hate, HATE seeing other cats outside my house.
But Daddy was comforting me and we watched it together until it made the wise decision to remove itself from my line of sight.

09/03/2026

Your back is black.
Or is it?
How do your hairs know what colour to show to the world when they clearly have other options?

The deep questions of a cat mum.

03/03/2026

Mum and Dad betrayed me last week yet again.
Mum said we were going on a field trip. Then they took me to the bloody VET!
And for what?
I was FINE!
But the vet weighed and prodded me, draw blood, and declared me FINE!
It was a geriatric test. GERIATRIC! AS IF I'M AN OLD CAT!
HUMANS, honestly!

10/02/2026

We had a fireplace in our cat room. It hadn't been used since we moved in, and even then, it looked like it hadn't been used in like, forever.
Anytime there were seagulls on the chimney, the sounds in our room were haunting and loud. Apart from sounds, the chimney would let in the cold air, and one day, during our first months in this house, a live young jackdaw, great toy b.t.w.
But one day, when Coco was still with us, Mum decided to convert the chimney into a nice bed for me. She took a styrofoam box, a plastic tube, some wood and plaster and a felted sheepskin and performed a miracle. It was Mocca sized, so Coco wouldn't come in and I'd have privacy, that was the general idea.
But as you know, whenever humans do something especially for us, it's mandatory to reject and ignore the item at first. So I pretended it wasn't there for over a year.
However, recently I've decided enough is enough and I adopted it as my private bed. It's SO cosy!
Don't tell Mum I love it or her head will grow even bigger!

Mocca

24/01/2026

Dad is super old. I'm not sure how old, but we adopted Mum and Dad over ten years ago and even then he looked like he could starr as Santa Paws.
So he checks his blood pressure regularly. He'll sit down and check 3 times in a row.
Today, between the second time and the third, Cupcake walks past and lovingly caresses him with her tail. His blood pressure immediately drops quite a bit.
Now Cupcake believes she has magical powers and her tail can lower people's blood pressure and cure diseases 🤣🤣🤣

Mocca

07/01/2026

Ever since we moved into our house 9 years ago I have been telling Mum and Dad that the downstairs garden is technically my territory, and I should have unlimited access. So either install a catflap, or be prepared to accommodate me by taking on the job of a doorman.
So far, they ignored my requests and claimed the garden was off limits.
Until today.
Mum goes, "Would you like to go outside, Mocca? Shall I open the door for you?"
I looked up to read her face, wondering if my ears were playing tricks on me, but she repeated the offer, so I walked up to the door and low and behold, she opened the door for me.
That was when I realised the cruelty of her offer. The snow is so high that even my ears would disappear if I jumped in.
WTF, Mum?! 🤨😵‍💫😡

30/12/2025

I'm the smartest cat I know. I'm probably the smartest cat YOU know.
Yet I'm on top of the blanket, not underneath. The reason for this is terrifying.
See, I was underneath mum's blanket, on her legs, all cosy and warm.
But as we all know, her bladder is the size of a peanut. So she wiggles her legs out from underneath me, leaving me on her ottoman, underneath the blanket, which is perfect. I love her body heat, but I hate her being such a fidget.
Then, two hours later, she decides to sit down... ON HER OTTOMAN!!
So that's where I'm sitting, underneath her blanket. Seriously.
Mum isn't obese, not even chubby, but she is a full grown human and I'm just a cat. So her butt is pretty frightening to be underneath.
She did sit down slowly, which probably saved my life.
At first I thought, "yougottabekiddingme!" But the next split second my survival instincts kicked in and I jumped out from underneath her ass just in time to avoid injury.
She apologised a hundredseventyfour times by now.
Humans... honestly.

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