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Toby


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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 Meep and Bibi
The family of The Drifter, Fly free sweet bo,  Mouse ♥, Purrdie, Until we meet again., Muffin ♥ Rainbow Bridge, Willow.   Rainbow Bridge. and more!
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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 4 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


I like what I like

February 4th 2016 11:00 pm
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My mum was eating something yesterday afternoon. I jumped up on the arm of the sofa and looked at her enquiringly.

"It's a scone. You wouldn't like it," she said.

I sniffed the air. "I would."

"It's Josie who eats weird stuff, you like meat mostly. This isn't meat," she said.

I persisted. "It smells good."

When she had finished she pushed the plate towards me. "See - you won't like it."

But she was wrong. As she so often is. I licked up every last crumb. I was right. I do like scones. Now I've proved it maybe I'll get a bit more than crumbs next time.

Today my mum has an interview for a job she really wants. I suggested she take along a selection of cold meats for her interviewer. She seems to think that whilst that would work brilliantly with a feline interviewer it would be viewed askance by a person. I don't get people.

 

Snuggled Josie

February 3rd 2016 10:37 pm
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My mum was out all day yesterday - some trade fair so when she has interviews she can talk the latest talk. We have got used to having her around so missed her.

I think she missed us too. When she came back she sat on the sofa and put a fleece over her lap.

"Josie," she called, softly.

Josie went and settled herself happily on mum's lap. Then mum folded the fleece over Josie so she was all snuggled in, snug as a bug in a rug.

A very contented purr rumbled round the room - not only on mum's warm lap but under cosy fabric. Life doesn't get much better than that for Josie.

This morning I am lying right by mum's side, all over one arm. I may not do laps but I don't want my mum to forget that she has two cats to snuggle!

 

My leg

February 2nd 2016 10:34 pm
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I was sitting on the arm of the sofa, basking in my mum's adoration and caresses when she suddenly said, "Show me that leg."

I was bemused. "Which leg?"

She pulled back a bit and studied my left hind leg. She touched it. I like being stroked, scritched and generally petted. I do not like to be touched. I pulled my leg away.

"I think you're developing a patch of brown fur. It's not as black as the rest."

My cat mother was a black cat but I never met my father. Judging from my siblings he was tabby. Am I developing a tabby patch in his honour? I have stripes in my black so I might be. I wasn't sure whether that was such a good look but then when you're as awesome as I am you can rock any look.

My mum does have a new suit for her interview but we aren't being allowed near it. I think this would be a good test of a new employer - if they don't like cat hair then my mum probably wouldn't like working for them. Mum is unwilling to test that theory.

 
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