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Home:Enfield, Middlesex, United Kingdom  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 4 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 8 lbs.

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Special Gift Box:
The family of Bliss (My Cherished Angel), Penelope and Minuette

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Quick Bio:
-mixed breed

Gotcha Date:
April 25th 2011

March 4th 2011

Black Smoke

Playing chasing games

No-one else wants to play at 5am

Favorite Toy:
Da Bird

Favorite Nap Spot:
His bed by the window

Favorite Food:
Crunchy biscuits

Making up his own games

indoors and outdoors

Lives Remaining:
9 of 9

I've Been On Catster Since:
April 25th 2011 More than 4 years!

Special Gifts Given In The Past Month:
Hazel Lucy - My Angel

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Toby's Diary

My mum likes to learn

September 1st 2015 10:34 pm
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Yesterday she was looking at her puter and she really likes to look at cat stuff (which is odd considering she has two real live cats to look at whenever she likes.)

Anyway she always likes to learn about us and one site yesterday promised to answer her many questions.

"Ah - this look interesting," she said, "Why does my cat run around like a mad thing at night?"

Josie looked up at that, for it is she who does the whole running around at night thing in our family.

"Answer? Because she can."

There was a pause. Josie sniggered.

"I was hoping for something more helpful."

More sniggering. Let's be honest, when you look as good as we do you don't need a reason for doing anything, just some pointy ears, a furry coat and a general theme of catness!


Time share on the sofa

August 31st 2015 10:37 pm
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Yesterday it rained a lot and my mum did not go to work on account of it being a Bank Holiday.

I went out and got very wet. There are few things more cosy than coming in soggy and being dried off gently by your mum until you fall asleep, leaning against her, so I liked that bit.

The trouble came later. We share the sofa. My mum has it evenings and weekends and Josie and I have it weekdays. Monday is a weekday. The sofa is ours.

Mum came in with her book and looked at us, comfortably settled for our morning naps.

"That is a three-seater, there should be room for all of us," she pointed out but she moved Josie's snuggle rug and had the armchair instead. (She didn't like her book anyway so I'm glad we didn't move. She got to the end and riffled it like there should be more pages. "How can you have a whodunnit and not say who dun it at the end? I feel cheated!" she said.)

Tuesday's a work day again and all back to normal. We like our routines!


A Grumpy Weekend

August 30th 2015 10:24 pm
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First off my mum went out and came back later smelling of Sandie and Minnie. She had given them extra pets as they have been lonely but Alison and Glyn are back from holiday now so they won't be and at least they are cats.

But she went out again and came back smelling distinctly of dog.

"I cuddled a lovely Labradoodle at the vets," she said.

The most pertinent part of that comment leapt out at me.

"What was you doing at the vets? We are both very healthy." Then, thinking on my feet, "but if one of us is at all peaky that would be Josie."

Phew! Glad I got that one in.

Then my mum said, "No-one is going to the vet" and then mumbled something that sounded suspiciously like "today."

Whatever, there is no excuse for cuddling dogs only she went and did it again on Sunday. She went for a walk with a friend who has a dog and she cuddled him and I think he licked her which is gross.

She did say spending time with a lively young Labrador made her appreciate what peaceful companions Josie and I are. And she needed peaceful - the girl upstairs had another of her all night noisy get-togethers, starting at half-two in the morning and still going when my mum left for church so mum was grumpy as she didn't get much sleep.

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