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

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


Mum not sleepy

July 26th 2016 10:42 pm
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When a cat wishes to sleep he simply closes his eyes, ponders his own magnificence and bosh, asleep. People don't work like that.

It's still quite warm in our flat so my mum flings herself on top of the duvet and flails like an octopus for a while, sighing and muttering and shaking the pillows. What she needs, I realised, is Toby love, and lots of it.

I waited until she had stopped doing the octopus thing and was safely still before walking up and patting her firmly on the head and giving an encouraging purr.

The look she gave me wasn't exactly what I had hoped for but I carried on. "I had just got to sleep," she said, between gritted teeth.

That might have daunted a lesser cat but I was on a mission. Another pat and I stepped up the purrs.

She was (and is) putty in my hands. Lots of petting and love (and it is not disgusting when I dribble on her; it is a sign of my affection).

Half an hour later, and satisfied with a ob well done I left her to contemplate my magnificence and drift off to happy sleep.

 

Enough is enough!

July 25th 2016 10:23 pm
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It's bad enough that cheeky Jasper from next door stole our birdie toy but yesterday he was back for more.

He was in our garden calling our mum. She heard him and went out and made a fuss of him. This is unacceptable so I sent Josie out to tell him so. She went out sideways to be big but crumbled in the face of the opposition. Sighs! Do I have to do everything myself?

When I want out I found mum playing with the cat dancer and him. We have another birdie toy but at least she has the sense not to let him steal that. She held tight to the cat dancer.

He has his own family. He should not steal my mum. It's bad enough sharing her with Josie!

 

They stole my garden

July 24th 2016 10:11 pm
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Two men came on Saturday morning with big noisy machines and they cut and they blasted and ruined all my best hunting spaces.

My mum seemed happy. "Looks so much better," she said. You can tell she doesn't hunt.

We did all sit out there yesterday evening. By all I include Jasper and Maurice from next door, bold as brass. My mum had one of our birdie toys for me and Josie to chase but Jasper wanted to join in. He wanted to join in so much, he caught the birdie, tugged it off its fishing rod and was last seen disappearing behind the shed with it in his mouth.

This is hardly the sharing that mum assures us is so fun to do.

 
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