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"Not sure what it is yet.."

Home:Enfield, Middlesex, United Kingdom  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 3 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 8 lbs.

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Charlie on the bird table

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"Charlie on the bird table"

My close up (unintended!)

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"My close up (unintended!)"

Getting stuck in

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"Getting stuck in"

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It IS comfy!

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"It IS comfy!"

Attacking the Dragon

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"Attacking the Dragon"

The picture my mum fell in love with

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My special part of the sofa

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"My special part of the sofa"

Laps are good

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"Laps are good"

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The family of Mac, Ivy, Legolas (Legaly)-Forever Loved, Zander, Zoey

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 3 years!

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for 2124 days

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Toby's Diary

My clumsy mum

September 30th 2014 10:34 pm
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Mum came home early yesterday. She said she had been on another course. Peoples are not as bright as cats and have to keep learning stuff it would seem. It's usually how to say stuff.

"Was it how to say stuff?" I asked.

"Yes, In a way that gets people to do what you want them to," she replied.

"Ah, whacky paw," I said.

"We're not really supposed to do that," said my mum, "so we talk instead."

"I'm so glad I'm a cat," I replied.

Then she started rolling up a trouser leg. She has a number of odd habits but this was a new one. I went for a sniff of her leg.

"On the way out I tripped over," she said. And sure enough there wasa large pink patch on her knee that looked pretty sore. "I hurt my hand too as I reached for the pavement," she added, wiggling her fingers with an ouch. They all work but seem tender.

"I was so shaken I had to sit down. A woman came by with a dog and I nearly asked if I could borrow him as I needed a cuddle and some sympathy. It's good to be here with my cats!"

"Great story mum," I said, "Now Josie and I would like to play outside so please can we go?"

"A dog would give me sympathy," she said, darkly, as she opened our magic door.

Once again I thought how happy I am to be a cat. Josie and I were out chasing bugs when a dog would have had to stay in and hear all about mum's aches and pains.

The good news is that her hand is still fine for head rubs and cat food opening so it's all good.


Sometimes I love my life

September 29th 2014 10:36 pm
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Mum was sitting on the sofa when an anxious look came on her face. She looked at Josie. "I'm just going to make a cup of tea. I'll be right back. Don't take my seat."

Josie looked shocked at the very suggestion but no sooner had mum left the room than she leapt across and curled herself up on the warm cushion my mum had left.

My mum came back in, mug in hand, and looked down at that cheeky tortie.

"Do you remember someone else was sitting there?"

Josie put on her confused face. No, she was pretty sure she hadn't taken anyone else's seat. Look how settled she was; had been there for hours.

Mum sighed and went to the other end of the sofa. This routine kicks off in the autumn and will carry on now right through winter - Josie taking mum's warm patch and mum pretending to be surprised. I went to cheer my mum up with some head rubs and purrs. That seemed to work until, "Swallow! Swallow!"

Oh yes - when I get really blissed out I sort of forget that part and I do dribble somewhat. Luckily I don't mind that.

Sometimes it's just us all at home, cosy together, doing what we do and I think I'm the happiest cat in the world.


Josie was brave (sort of!)

September 28th 2014 10:36 pm
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We had a wonderful weekend - it was all sunny and warm. My mum had all the doors and windows open and we wandered in and out which is what us cats like to do.

One time I walked in the sitting room and Josie was looking rather smug.

"You're safe to go in the garden," she said. "I saw him off."


"Leo from next door. I puffed up my tail and looked so enormous and chased him away. You're welcome."

This didn't seem very likely so I looked at my mum.

"Did she?"

"Sort of," said my mum.

"What sort of sort of?" I wanted to know.

"Leo was chasing Josie down the path - hence the tail - and then he saw me. He did a pretty sharp about turn when I stood up and then Josie chased him."

"So he was really running away from you," I commented.

"Josie was the one doing the chasing. I just stood there," said my mum.

Right. We're all pretty brave when we have back-up!

But my garden was now a Leo-free zone is what I took from the story so I could go out and enjoy it so I did.

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