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Toby


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Home:Enfield, Middlesex, United Kingdom  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 5 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 8 lbs.


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Kitty Complexion:
 Activeness 
sleepyvery active
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Curiosity 
not curiousvery curious
 
 Friendliness 
timidaffectionate
 
 Vocal 
not vocalvery vocal
 

Quick Bio:
-mixed breed

Gotcha Date:
April 25th 2011

Birthday:
March 4th 2011

Coloration:
Black Smoke

Likes:
Playing chasing games

Pet-Peeves:
No-one else wants to play at 5am

Favorite Toy:
Da Bird

Favorite Nap Spot:
His bed by the window

Favorite Food:
Crunchy biscuits

Skills:
Making up his own games

Dwells:
indoors and outdoors

Lives Remaining:
9 of 9

I've Been On Catster Since:
April 25th 2011 More than 5 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:
1185981


Meet my family
Henry (now an
Angel Cat,
alway
Josie

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Toby's Diary


We have our Christmas Tree up

December 4th 2016 10:11 am
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It is larger than last year as we have more space. I expect that will mean more presents.

I gave it a careful sniff.

"You're alright with it then?" asked my mum.

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"You were scared of the little one when you were a small so I wasn't sure how a larger one would be," she said.

"I was a kitten. I bet Josie was scared of Christmas trees too when she was a kitten, " I said, hotly.

"No, she wasn't" said my mum and Josie chortled but turned into a cough when I glared at her.

Mum got the box of decorations. Her philosophy is that if you can still see the green of the tree then you have more decorating to do. People with taste have to avert their eyes when they visit but my mum likes it so.

Then mum took out the Advent Candle, looked at us, sighed, and put it back. "Maybe next year," she said.

I don't know why we aren't allowed real candles. They look like great fun. Oh - apparently that's why!

So the tree is ready and waiting for our gifts and I expect Sandy Claws and his Elves are busy packing them even as we speak. I've been pretty good this year so I'm quietly confident!

 

The things we do for love

November 26th 2016 10:54 pm
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I wanted to go out and my mum was in the kitchen so I went to my door and waited. In plain view. Patiently. For three, possibly four, seconds. Patiently waiting. In plain view.

Then I had to remind my mum I was there. She was chopping veggies for her supper. Veggies are not tasty but she likes them.

So she sighed, put the knife down and held my door open for me.

"If only there was a way you could do this by yourself," she said.

Don't tell her, but there is! I can push it with my head and get out all by myself whenever I like but she doesn't know that.

It's very important that she gets to perform these little tasks for us so she feels useful. So Josie and I pretend we need the door held open so she can do that.

The things we do for love.

 

Shoes?

November 24th 2016 9:04 am
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When my mum comes home late the very first thing she must do is to feed us. Obs. But she said she must take her shoes off first as her feets were sore.

"Why do you even wear shoes?"

"To keep my feet comfort..." She caught my eye. Clearly not to keep her feet comfortable.

"These shoes look very elegant," she tried.

I stretched out a paw to show her what an elegant foot really looks like.

She sighed.

So I still don't understand shoes. She has a pair of fuzzy slippers I quite like though.

 
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