March 13th 2014 11:41 pm
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I have good manners.
In the morning I jump up on mum's bedside table and say a polite "Good morning". Then I have to say it again louder. Then, in case my mum isn't awake, I prod her gently with a paw and say "Good morning" in her ear.
She looks at the clock and tells me the time, "Toby - it's half-past five" or "It's only a quarter past five" and I start telling her about my dreams and that is good manners.
Normally Josie waits until my mum gets up to emerge from her nest under mum's bed but this morning she had no patience, no patience at all.
I was gradually building up the volume of my meows when Josie slid from under the bed and before I could say anything bounced right on mum's tummy. That is bad manners.
Mum went "ooof" and then "Toby!" and then she looked at me and saw me exactly where I should be and Josie sniggering from the side of the bed, preparing herself for bounce number two.
Anyway don't feel sorry for my mum. In a way she deserved it. She came home early from work yesterday but just dashed out again saying she was off to a career development event. She has a perfectly good career as a crazy cat lady and Josie and I can give her all the development she needs for that.
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But sometimes it's helpful to have unbiased input.