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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:
Beepers - Our Handsome Angel
 

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's bath

May 26th 2016 10:39 pm
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My mum has been so busy at her new job and there's been so much going on outside her work that when she goes to bed her mind keeps going and she can't sleep. Did you ever hear of a cat being so foolish? Thought not! We are very much the superior species.

Anyway, last night she announced that she would have a lavender bath before bed. She put on her plinky plonk music and filled the bath with smelly stuff, got her book and in she got.

In the water.

Right there. In the water.

This alarmed me. If she drowned who would rub my tummy? I resolved to keep a very close eye on her and kept trotting in and meowing plaintively. Ar first she just chatted back but then she said, "You're getting annoying now. Whatever do you want?"

I am never annoying. She must have been thinking of Josie (who seemed to think my mum would be OK and didn't help at all.)

So any way after a while she got out, much to my relief.

"That wasn't quite the relaxing experience I was hoping for, thank to you," she said.

I knew just what would relax a person who had just been saved from drowning by the selfless attention of their cat, and ran ahead of her. I jumped up on the arm of the sofa.

Stroking cats is a very well known and safe way for people to relax. She needs to do more of that and less of the crazy bath stuff!

 

A nice surprise for my mum

May 25th 2016 10:40 pm
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"What is this doing in my bed?" she asked, "How the heck did it get here?"

She was holding up a kitty treat.

No cat ever since the beginning of cats and kitty treats complained about the presence of a light snacklet as they settled down to sleep. My mum seemed less impressed.

You try and do something nice and you don't get any appreciation at all. She's been a bit tired with the new job and we had imagined her skipping with delight at our thoughtfulness. Hm.

 

Traded for bread. For bread!!

May 24th 2016 10:34 pm
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There was a quiet but persistent knock on our front door. Frankly I wish everyone would knock like that rather than the big rat a tat tat they normally do. But it took my mum a while to realise someone was there.

She opened the door and there were our upstairs neighbours. It was one of the little girls who had been knocking. They had baked fresh rolls - would my mum like some?

Yes she would. But you could see that my mum wished she had some way to return the favour. Ah, she could - the children wished to see the cats.

Josie had already made a run for it (for once the wiser cat) so mum grabbed me. I squirmed and squiggled and generally made it very clear I did not wish to be petted. The children took one look at me and made it very clear they did not want to touch me. So my mum let me go.

I will never forgive her - willing to trade the opportunity to pet me for some bread. Bread. (Apparently it was delicious but that still doesn't make it right!)

 
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