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Thank you SureFlap

January 11th 2016 10:26 pm
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It was a couple of months ago I was heading out when I heard something of a clatter behind me. I thought nothing of it but Josie told me that my mum went rushing through to see "what has the boy broken this time?"

Turns out I had kicked the lock out of our magic door. Awesome! I could come and go as I pleased. No more being shut in at night nonsense.

But mum fitted it back in. So I kicked it out again. And she fitted it back. So I kicked it out...

Anyway she reckons if I kick the lock out then any old cat could come wandering in. So she contacted SureFlap who made the door.

Right away they have sent her a new lock and they didn't even ask for any money for it which is kind. Given how many cats live round here we need a door that keeps them out. Now if I could just work out a way to keep Josie out...!!


You can't fool a cat

January 10th 2016 10:26 pm
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When mum came home on Friday she was very tired. I think she forgot how to work a whole five days over Christmas and New Year and work had been a bit different so the whole thing was rather a shock to her system.

She had been to the soupmarket on the way home and she put her fridge stuff in the fridge and her freezer stuff in the freezer and a pizza in the over and she slumped on the sofa.

"I am soooo tired," she told me.

But I wasn't listening. For she had left the rest of the shopping bags on the floor to put away later and unless my nose deceived me there was something for me in there. And my nose never deceives me.

I went and had a good sniff. Ham. Definitely ham. I like ham. I wondered if I could scratch my way through the fabric of the bag and had a good go. Mum came out. "What are you doing?" she asked, although I would have thought that was obvious. "There's nothing in there for you."

"Oh yes there is." More scratching. Then I tried a new tack. Get to the opening, unfold everything, paw in, rootle, rootle, rootle, ah Success!!

This is when mum came out again and saw what I had got.

"Oh the ham. I had forgotten that. It is for you."

I knew that. She gave us some and it was delicious. I even let Josie have some even though it was me that found it.

So an excellent start to our weekend.


Normal for cats

January 7th 2016 10:24 pm
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Working in pet insurance naturally most of the people mum works with love cats (and some even love dogs) and they mostly have pets. But they do other products too so there are a few people there who don't.

One of these came to my mum this week.

"I have a kitten," she announced. "Now, you know I don't like cats, but this one is special."

Mum just smiled. All cats are special. But the conversation went on for mum's friend never lived with a cat before.

"Is this OK? Sometimes she just pounces on something that isn't even there and runs around. I don't know if that's normal."

Josie and I nodded as mum was telling us this. Puny human eyes miss so much. Belle, for that is the kitten's name, is probably playing tag with a former occupant of the house.

"And she chases her own tail."

Josie nodded. "Yes, absolutely normal and hours of simple fun." I looked at her. "No, not normal. That's your own tail, you freak!"

Anyway mum was quick to reassure her friend that Belle sounds like a very happy, healthy kitten and they are all set for lots of love and laughter in the coming years.


Being awesome via technology

January 6th 2016 10:23 pm
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Most evenings my mum has her laptop out (when Josie doesn't get to the lap first!) and she goes tap-tappety-tap. And sometimes she talks to it. Mostly "Ah! That is so cute" as she watches videos.

Yesterday she was talking a whole lot more so I went to investigate. She raised a hand in a futile gesture to ward me off but I was a cat on a mission.

"Incoming cat," she said, as I walked across the keyboard. And amazingly there was a mini-me in a little screen at the bottom. Mostly the screen was showing mum's friend Vicky. Vicky lives in a place which is called Dubai which is a very long way away but thanks to technology they could talk face to face.

Mum twisted the laptop round so I could see properly and Vicky twisted hers round so I could see her cat. Wow! It was hard to believe he was so far away. There we were, looking at one another.

He was, not surprisingly, intimidated by my brilliance and trotted off. We got Vicky's face back. Moments later there was a loud crash - we heard it all the way from Dubai.

"Don't worry, just the cat knocking things over," Vicky told us.

He must have been frustrated that he wasn't as amazing as me and taking it out on the furniture. I'm pretty sure that's what happened. (Mum's not so sure but what does she know?!)


Proud of Josie

January 5th 2016 10:20 pm
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And I don't often say that.

My mum was reading a magazine yesterday evening, rested on the arm of the sofa.

So Josie sat on it.

Mum looked at her. "You have your snuggle rug; you have your beany tray; you have the pouffe by the radiator; you have not one but two cat beds that you like; you have the other arm and the back of this sofa - and of all those entire options this is your choice? The only one place in the entire flat I don't want you to be."

Josie purred gently. Mum had grasped the situation perfectly.

Mum sighed and started stroking Josie. Josie purred some more.

When Josie left she was careful to kick the magazine onto the floor just to show it who was boss. Sometimes Josie gets it spot on right.


I bit my mum

January 4th 2016 10:43 pm
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And I'm not sorry. It was her fault.

I had a busy day yesterday, sleeping, snoozing and catching up on those all important naps. Mum came home, gave us our supper and then made her own while I went on patrol.

I came back in and was ready to love her so we sat down. She scritched my head and stroked my back and then I lay down so she could rub my tummy but then I heard the dreaded sound.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. The kitchen timer. This cannot be ignored. Apparently. Things will burn or boil dry or some such nonsense and nothing should be more important than my tummy rubs so I didn't even give her time to go. I grabbed her hand and bit her.

It did not go down well. Luckily I have a forgiving nature and I have let her pet me since.


A new neighbour

January 3rd 2016 10:24 pm
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On Saturday morning I was helping my mum with her resolutions - I have LOTS of suggestions of how she can improve - when there was a knock on the door.

Paul and Charyl - they have a new kitten. Would my mum like to go and meet him?

Naturally she said, "No thank you, I have two cats of my own to admire."

Did she heck?! That's what she should have said. Actually I have rarely seen her move so fast and off she went.

We got a full report. His name is Maurice and he's very fluffy with big paws so the reckoning is he'll be a large cat. He's very dark, not quite black but almost and he's getting on very well with the other cats there. He came from Wood Green Animal Shelter and they loved him the minute they saw his picture.

And mum kept going on - he's so cute; he's so gorgeous; he's so.... We get the message! We're all these things and so much more! He's not allowed outdoors yet. I hope he doesn't start thinking he can come in our flat when summertime comes like Jasper does.


Happy New Year Everyone!

January 1st 2016 12:02 am
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Apart from all the fireworks last night I like New Year. Mum was home early from work yesterday and she's not going to work today. Hoorah!

Just the one awkward moment. "Now we have to think of our New Year Resolutions. How are you going to be better cats in 2016?" mum asked.

I gave her a moment to consider what she had just said. I let her drink in my awesomeness.

"You cannot improve on perfection," I told her icily.

Mum reckons she is going to be more active, get more done. We rather like her when she sits on the sofa and chills, Josie on her lap, me by her side. Luckily her resolutions never last long enough to inconvenience us!


What a cat wants..

December 30th 2015 10:11 pm
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Last night my mum was writing thank you letters - she is a stickler for that and luckily she writes ours too. Anyway, there she was, scribbling away, when Josie wanted her lap.

The lap which had a book to lean on, a notelet, a pen, everything needed for correspondence on it.

Josie wasn't going to let a little thing like that deter her. She arranged herself on as much lap as she could which made my mum laugh. Encouraged by this Josie nudged the things that were in her way, just a gentle push to give mum the idea.

Eventually mum gave up, put her letter writing to one side, and let Josie curl up properly comfy. What a cat wants a cat gets!

"You certainly don't look stressed," said my mum, scritching Josie's ear while Josie purred.

Lucky for Josie I don't like laps but I was by mum's side snoozing and we were very happy and cosy. Life is good sometimes!


If I was King

December 29th 2015 10:32 pm
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And surely it's only a matter of time before my brilliance is recognised and I am given that honour.

Then I will make it the law that manufacturers of cat related stuff can't mess with the formulas.

I am, naturally, very particular on the subject of kitty litter. I like a small stone so it's comfy but not so small it gets in my pads. There are only three places that sell kitty litter that gets my approval. One is expensive which I didn't mind until my mum said that would be fewer cat treats. One shop closed. So that leaves one.

Happily that one is near my mum's office but she went to stock up last night and ...oh no..the packaging has changed. If the contents have, we are in trouble.

I don't like change. I just want everything to stay the same. I wish I was King!!

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