Today Maru and Hana explore the most important room in their house: The Food Room. It’s also a great place to work up an appetite by leaping to the top of the fridge.
After all that jumping and climbing, Hana needs a nap. What time’s lunch around here?
via Andrew Y.
It’s Super Maru! >:3 <3
Love the shot from underneath!
And, what kind of stove is that?? Only in Japan?
I was trying to figure out the stove, too!
It certainly makes Hana happy and relaxed!
Able to leap tall fridges in a single bound! For a rotund boy, Maru is no slouch when it comes to leaping onto or off of stuff. Do we know what enticed them both to jump up there? I didn’t notice any explanation but maybe they do this all the time – just ’cause they can. Hana’s really a sweetie pie, isn’t she?! 🐱
Apparently it’s their favorite place XD looks like Maru’s been doing the fridge jump since 2013 at least
https://sisinmaru.com/?s=refrigerator
Someone’s in the kitchen with Hana…🎶
Watching His Blorpness gracefully leap made my day. Sidenote: even the top of the fridge sparkles in that house!
I noticed that too – how annoying is that?! 😁
The super-neatness and cleanliness of Maru’s house makes the Shortcakery look like a filthy medieval hovel.
Ooooh! Medieval hovel – you definitely have a way with words. I find the description a little too close for comfort.
The dust and I have a deal around here; I don’t disturb it, and it doesn’t disturb me.
The late Quentin Crisp said it best: if you stop dusting, after the first five years it doesn’t look any worse.
I remember that! He was funny.
No clutter! What no cereal boxes on top of fridge!
(1) I second the comment about creative videography, both slo-mo and camera placement. (2) Letting the cats on furniture is one thing, but I’m surprised she lets them get up on stuff in the kitchen. Seems unsanitary. She seems so fastidious in every other way. (3) She provides a cat tree for them to get on top of the refrigerator, but they would RATHER jump. Because it’s fun. And a challenge. (4) If that was a US free-standing oven, it’d have the heating elements on top of it. We have WALL ovens with separate cooktops set into the countertop, but a free-standing oven usually has a cooktop on top of it, making it a cooking stove or kitchen range. I am parochial; it amazes me how much these things vary around the world. We’re not as globally homogenized as I think. (5) Do we know anything about her other than what’s in the videos? My opinion on Japan may be all wrong, but that house seems like a mansion by their standards, both in size and materials. I thought about that again when I saw the wood paneling ON THE CEILING. Who has wood paneled ceilings? It’s not that cat videos MADE her rich. She lived in that house when she began making videos, yes? Plus, no one gets THAT rich off cat videos, even very popular ones. That just seems like a lot of house. None of my business, but … where the heck did the money for that house come from?
They lived in a different house or apt when the videos first started, but even that one didn’t look very small either. I’d say they’ve been in their current house since a year or two before Hana came along. If you check out their blog, you can see that they also sell “Maru merchandise”, like books and calendars. You can find some of it on Amazon, although some of it is only available in Japan.
The also apparently have a yard.
My parents (in New Jersey) have a wall oven with the stove next to it, above a cabinet. (They used to have a double oven, before they redid the kitchen and replaced the bottom oven with drawers.)
Stripes use to jump to the top of the TV cabinet in the living room (which is about 6 feet high). He usually did it from the arm of the couch, but he could do it from the floor when he felt like it. (I’m pretty sure Stars is afraid of heights, though. I’ve never seen her above the level of the sewing machine, which lets her look out the window; there’s a bird feeder out there, for their entertainment, of course.) Thankfully they never really got up on stuff in the kitchen. The table, occasionally, and the bay window (there’s a bird feeder out there, too), but the counter under the window isn’t used for food prep. But Stripes is gone and Stars doesn’t get up there anymore.
(1) Yes, the yard is another thing that just astonished me the first time I saw it. She MUST live in a small town, not a big city. NOBODY in Japan is rich enough to have a yard in a big city. Right? (2) Sorry to hear about Stripes. Nice naming philosophy. A third one could have been Forever. The fourth one Sousa? Now I’ll have that march in my head. (3) Humans love cats. Humans love wild birds. Humans put out feeders for wild birds which also provides entertainment for the indoor cats. Humans know full well what the cats are thinking/would like to do. Domestic cats that are allowed outdoors, and feral cats (escaped domestic cats and their descendants), are among the leading causes of wild bird deaths. Each individual step of that makes sense, but to me it adds up to a contradiction. Of course, we first accepted the self-domestication of cats because they killed the rodents who infested our stored grain (or at least that’s the theory I find most plausible). We didn’t originally love cats because they kill birds — there’s no contradiction in the origin story. There kinda is now, though. One thing we love is helping destroy another thing we love. I’m NOT saying don’t love cats OR don’t love wild birds OR don’t love them both. I’m saying it’s a puzzle. (I may also be saying hurray for everybody keeping their cats inside.)
Thanks 🙂 My cousin rescued them (they were born on his boat a day or two before it was put into the water for the season and he found them when he went out there to clean). His kids named them, Stripes and Claws (boys), and Mitsy and Sailor (girls). We took Stripes and Mitsy (the other two went to friends of theirs) and they came home at 7 weeks old on July 3, 2006. My mom stopped at the bank on her way to pick them up and was chatting with the woman next to her in line and told her about the kittens, and she suggested Stars and Stripes because of the date and he already had the name. Technically Stars is mine, but she loves my dad most. Stripes was my mom’s; he left us last summer (mouth cancer).
Stars is a scaredy-cat; she wouldn’t go outside for all the birds in the world (she caught a tiny mouse in the house once, though). Stripes might have, but they were indoor cats so he had to settle for watching out the window. (There are also crickets in the basement to hunt, unfortunately.)