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Toby's Diary

Mum's dream

Not the one where we turn into perfectly well behaved cats, this was an asleep one.

She woke up and twisted her head to look at Josie and muttered, "oh - it was you."

Josie always starts her night in her little pink bed but then she'll wake up and need mum so she either wakes mum so mum bends her arm to make a Josie nest on the pillow next to her or she'll perch on mum sleeping. On this occasion mum was pretty much sleeping on her front so Josie was walking about on mum's back to find a comfy sleeping spot. (Mum didn't use to sleep on her front but it's something Josie's trained her to do as her back is the best sleeping space for a cat.)

Mum was dreaming about her work and in her dream her work announced they were offering back massages to help with stress so my mum said she wanted one - only it wasn't very good. That was because it wasn't a masseuse at all - it was Josie's paws on her back that were in her dream. Josie's very good at walking about and getting comfy but not so good at giving massages.

Anyway there was no time for lying around having massages, real or dreamed ones - I was hungry.

Also, Nahid sends all the Catster cats a big kiss each. Mum told her that you have been purring for Mojo. He had his operation and is doing fine - he's eating and drinking which is the important things but he is not a happy boy and Nahid is still worried about him so please keep up the purrs. Thank you

My mean mum

Saturday started so well. I had my breakfast, I had a run in the garden, I had snuggles with my mum and then suddenly she got up and ready to leave. I wandered about reminding her about my don't-follow-me-treats and she gave me some but no sooner had I stopped crunching than she grabbed me and in my box I went.

Rest assured I put up a good fight and nearly got away and mum did admit that was harder than she expected but she won. She carried me out to the car, strapped me on and off we went. She put the radio on and it was Cher so we both sang along all the way. I think I sang better.

Then we were there - the VET!!

Luckily it was a civilised waiting room. The only dog was a nine week old puppy and I was bigger than him and all the rest were cats. Mum made rather too much of a fuss of the puppy. She better not have got any ideas.

Anyway the vet was keen to see me and we didn't wait long and the good news is that I am once again pronounced fit and healthy, same weight as last year and the vet said I'm "beautiful". I'm not a girl.

I told my mum I preferred last year's vet who called me "Great". Mum said he didn't call me Great - he was just saying that generally in a happy the cat is healthy kind of way - but he did. He knew magnificence when he saw it.

Back home - I always like to have a good sniff around when I get back in case anything has changed but it hadn't and the rest of the weekend was good. Mum says no more vet for me until next year as long as I stay out of trouble. I will. I do not like vet.

Huge Enormous thank you

Thank you for all the purring for Mojo as he has his operation today. I will let you know next week how that goes. Nahid is taking a day off work to be with him today.

Also thank you for all our beautiful flowers and gifts. We weren't sure why at first and then we read the messages. We had Mothers Day back in March and this way we got to celebrate it twice.

And I have been a Diary Pick again so thank you for your kind comments on that. I feel wonderfully special. Which is timely as mum and Josie didn't make me feel that way actually.

Yesterday I was out in the garden patrolling for dragons, mice and any other creatures I might meet. I was ready to come indoors so I scrabbled at my door. I sat back and waited for mum to appear and let me in.

Nothing.

Scrabbled again morely. Waited. No sign of anyone.

Scrabbled more urgently and finally there was my mum.

"What took you so long?"

She looked a bit oogly-eyed. "I'm really sorry Toby. Josie and I were listening to my relaxation CD and were too chilled out to move."

"Maybe you didn't hear me the first time," I suggested.

There was an awkward silence.

"What do you need relaxing for anyway?"

"I have been incredibly busy at work, they keep wanting new training sessions and I've had a load of meetings and my head was still whirring when I came in," said mum.

"I have been incredibly busy too," said Josie. "There's toys to fish from the pokey-paw box, several naps to fit in and meal times. My head was still whirring."

Now I can see that Josie does have a busy schedule but I'm not quite sure I believe mum's excuse.