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Josie was a worried cat

June 30th 2016 10:58 pm
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Last might my mum did not come home from work.

"I think she's gone on holiday again," said Josie, with a heavy sigh. I was more cautious. Big bag was in its place and she never goes way without it.

Happily I was right - my mum was just working late. Josie went completely loopy when mum walked in. Well, she's not exactly normal at the best of times but she did that running and jumping thing like she thinks she's a bouncy ball.

That does make my mum laugh which Josie doesn't mind. If my mum is home she doesn't mind anything really. No pride, that cat! At least one of us retained our dignity.

 

Sometimes...

June 28th 2016 10:18 pm
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Sometimes a bad thing can be a little bit good.

My mum went out yesterday to visit my friend Dee. Dee had an operation at the weekend but is home now.

"Are you going to check that her cone isn't too tight?" asked Josie. I never had a cone but Josie has.

"Dee doesn't have a cone," said my mum.

Josie looked quite concerned. "But how will she stop chewing on the stitches on her tummy and getting poorly?"

This is the voice of bitter experience for Josie.

"I don't think she's bendy enough," said my mum.

This is probably true. I've seen my mum bending and she isn't half as wiggly as a cat. Normally that would be a bad thing but if it means not having to wear a cone then maybe it's just a little bit good too.

 

Cool cat

June 23rd 2016 10:26 pm
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My mum has been telling us about her holiday. Her friends have two cats - and a dog. Whilst cats are discerning creatures and will assess new arrivals and bestow attention on individual merit, dogs will take a cuddle from anyone.

So my mum had arrived and was stroking the dog (she is weird like that) when one of the cats recognised a good petting technique and came over for his strokes.

My mum has two hands so one hand petted the cat and one hand petted the dog.

Obviously an unsatisfactory situation from the cat's point of view. Undivided attention is what he sought so ...whacky paw. One firm smack on the dog and the dog was gone. Problem solved.

Mum said that the dog is bigger than both cats put together but the cats are very much in charge.

Cool cats. I like them already!

 

Mum is home

June 22nd 2016 11:44 pm
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She came back late last night. She now owes me a week's worth of cuddles and I am determined to get them.

Josie has just been going crazy.

Neither of us is managing to play it cool as we had planned!

 

Mum is not to go away

June 13th 2016 10:04 pm
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Yesterday I needed my head scritching so I reminded my mum. Many times as it happens. Which is not nagging. It is reminding.

Eventually she sat down with me and I purred and purred.

She sighed. "What will you do when I go on holiday?"

"You won't go," I said.

"I will miss you," she said.

"You don't have to," I pointed out.

I am assuming she's joking anyway. What does she need a holiday for?

We were watching a programme about dogs being trained to help people. They had to learn to get their people up and out of bed in the morning. Josie and I have been performing this service for years, no training required! Cats are so much better than dogs.

 

Visitors

June 12th 2016 10:58 pm
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When we have visitors it is me they come to see, not Josie. I told Josie to stay in the bedroom so that everyone could admire me properly. I did indeed get a brushing and lots of admiring comments when our guests came.

Josie disobeyed me and came out later but I still think everyone liked me the best!

One bad thing though - my mum put a photo of me on Facebook. One of her very confused friends referred to me as 'Jodie' and other people seem to have picked that up. Can't they see I'm obviously a boy?!

 

I caught a bird

June 9th 2016 10:42 pm
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My mum came in, saw it and called out, "All Hail Toby! The mighty hunter." At least I'm pretty sure that's what she said. It was hard to make out the individual words within the squeals.

She scooped it up pretty smartish and now it is gone so she must have liked it.

 

The storm

June 7th 2016 10:15 pm
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There was a storm here yesterday. My mum was so scared she had to hurry back from work so I could look after her. She didn't admit it - had some crazy story about a lightning strike on her building knocking out all their computers but hers worked fine here so that wasn't true.

Not that we minded. It was too wet to play outdoors so we needed her to entertain us.

It's still raining this morning so I had a very quick run outside and Josie didn't go out at all. I came back in for my milk and it wasn't ready. My mum was still eating her part - she takes out all the lumpy bits and I drink the rest. I made my feelings on her slowness known and no mistake!

I wonder where summer went.

 

Mum's are weird

June 6th 2016 10:32 pm
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Yesterday was a gloriously hot and sunny day. So she left the curtains drawn. Doesn't she know we like to sunbathe?

"But the flat gets too hot and I can't sleep at night," she said, complaining that I had pushed the curtain back a bit, so I could soak up those wonderful warm rays of happy from the comfort of my own bed.

"We've talked about this," I sighed. "All we have to do is go out at night. Sleep under the stars. It's wonderful." I would think. I've never been allowed to do it.

 

I am the hardest wrking cat

June 5th 2016 10:33 pm
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I had to work really hard on Friday. I was helping my mum. She was working from home. She went in my room and got her books and folders and laptop and tap tap tappety and I helped. Many would feel that my mere presence would be enough but I wanted to do more than that.

I typed with my paws on the keyboard; I made suggestions in a firm meow; I pointed things out in books. I was on fire!

This all wore me out and I needed a break so I trotted out.

"Josie," I called, "You go in there. Time you pulled your weight." And off she went.

I heard my mum say, "Is there to be no rest from these dratted cat?" which was rude to say about Josie who had only just gone in there. But I heard her pain and made my break a short one. I realised that she needed my help.

I am a good and hard-working cat!

 
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