September 6th 2012 10:33 pm
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It was late and I saw a bad cat in my garden. I let him know exactly what I thought of that.
I was winning, I truly was when mum came hurtling out of the flat and scared him away. I didn't follow but kept up the stream of insults and mum said she was glad she couldn't speak cat as I didn't sound very polite.
We came indoors and mum wanted to know if I had been bitten. Of course not - although he did get some chunks of fur which upset mum but didn't hurt. I wasn't allowed out after that so I made mum entertain me. Every time she didn't pick up a toy fast enough I headed for Josie, promising to show my mum a complete re-enactment of the fight. Just that threat was enough and we had a good playtime.
In other news mum had a letter and Josie's pet insurance has gone up again. Josie very nobly offered never to go to the vet any more and mum said that she hoped that would be the case but she's keeping the insurance to be on the safe side. I thought we shouldn't and spend the money on treats and toys instead and mum says that's why I'm not in charge of the money.
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Wouldn't it be great if we go our whole lives without a vet visit. I think my mum's bank account would love that idea too. Mate be careful when you get into fights that you don't get hurt your mum was only looking out for you because she cares about you mate.
I got in a fight too, but mine happened inside!
I bet you could have won that fight easily, Toby. No help from Momma needed. Good job on showing the bad cat the door, um or the garden gate.
Geez, dude, chill!
I do that threat to pick on my sis if I don't get played with enough all the time. It works like a charm!