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Definition of Happy

April 20th 2015 10:29 pm
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Yesterday evening I had a run in the garden in the sunshine so I had happy legs. Then I came in and ate some biscuits so I had a happy tummy. Then I found my mum and we had a snuggle so I had a happy heart.

Then I curled up on my bed which was all toasty warm in the sun and dozed off. Every now and then I would wake up and have a luxurious stretch.

"You look pretty contented there," said my mum.

I would say I was the definition of Happy right then!

And this is just the start of summer. Lots more happy days to go!!


Jasper from next door

April 19th 2015 10:34 pm
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He came into our garden. I don't know why he done that as he has a perfectly good garden of his own. Mum saw him and went out. Good, I thought, she'll sort him out.

"Hello Gorgeous," she said.

That was not exactly what I had in mind. Then he helped my mum doing some cutting back and I was grumpy because I like to help my mum in the garden. Josie went out and spoke to him but he was more interested in scooping up bits of twigs as they fell from the bush my mum was trimming.

"I think he's a good-natured cat and just wants to be friends," was mum's verdict. She has a terrible soft spot for tabbies.

I went out to chase him off but she may have something in that theory of hers. He ran under the tree but it was like when I chase Josie. There was no growling or yowling and he sat quite happily near both me and Josie for ages.

We will see how this one goes.


Being cautious

April 16th 2015 10:32 pm
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When my mum came home from work yesterday I had a hideous thought. What if she felt like flea-treating us again?

Josie innocently trotted through to the kitchen and I heard the normal sounds of dinner time but what if mum was concealing a flea treatment dose in one hand.

She called me. "Toby!" I froze. She came in to where I was on my bed. "Do you want any supper?"

Not if there's a danger of being treated again, no. I leapt up and ran behind a chair, out of reach.

"Oh Toby," said my mum sadly, "What's got into you?"

And she knows the answer to that question as she done it.

When she was far enough away I made a run for the back door pausing only long enough for her to hold it open. Ah ha! I had escaped into the sweet freedom of a warm evening.

I had an awesome time hunting but at some point I had to go home. I came in warily but mum and Josie were watching a detective show and I couldn't smell any treatment. Maybe it would be OK after all.

Mum says there won't be any more treatment for weeks but better safe than sorry I say.


Being nice to our mum

April 15th 2015 10:29 pm
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We think we must have upset her. She gave us our flea treatment last night. She would not have done that if she loved us.

Josie took this particularly badly and it took my mum a couple of gos because Josie wriggled free. My treatment pretty much stayed at the back of my neck but some of Josie's dribbled down

Despite the offensive smell and taste she naturally licked it off. I can't remember the last time I saw her look so miserable and it made her dribble. Not happy dribble like I do when mum and I are having a cuddle but sad dribble.

Mum looked at her and cried out, "What have I done?" What had she done indeed! But she checked the paper that gave with the treatment and while licking it wasn't a particularly good idea a little bit wouldn't cause Josie long-term harm and the dribble was to be expected.

Sure enough Josie is right as rain this morning.

But we're being extra nice to my mum in the hope that she will never do that to us again.


Unexpected Bonus

April 14th 2015 10:30 pm
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And they are always the best!

Normally I sleep pretty much through the night on my chair but occasionally I have a really interesting dream that I have to go and tell my mum about. That's what happened last night.

I jumped from my chair onto mum's bed. I could see her sleeping form under the duvet so I headed straight for that and walked along her. I like to do that - she's nicely soft to walk on and it helps wake her up and prepare her for our conversation.

As I neared the pillows there was a sudden move and Josie shot out from under the covers.

With a "What the heck was that?" she was gone to her haven under the bed. Excellent. I had no idea she was there but it was really funny to see her move like that.

Having her tortie suddenly flail about and flee made my mum wake up pretty well too so she was able to give me all the attention my story deserved.

It was brilliant. What is also brilliant is that summer is here. It's warm and sunny and gorgeous and I am off out now to enjoy it.


Josie caught a pigeon(nearly!)

April 13th 2015 10:28 pm
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He was strutting across our lawn, looking all plump and delicious. Josie saw him and knew that was her catch of the day.

The mighty hunter was poised, every muscle taut, every nerve alert, just waiting for the perfect moment to pounce on the unsuspecting pigeon.

But then..

"Are you going out or aren't you?" asked my mum. "I'm getting fed up of holding this flap open."

Nothing would interrupt Josie's laser-like focus. Mum looked where she was looking and saw the bird.

Mum banged on the window. "OY!" she called and the pigeon flew off.

Our mum is the worst hunter in the world. You will never catch a bird if you shout and bang. She simply does not learn. Sighs! So back to kitty food for me and Josie and the pigeon lived to fight another day.


We love sunny weather

April 12th 2015 10:35 pm
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On Friday it was glorious. When my mum came home from work Josie and I were primed and ready to go, jostling for position by our magic door.

"Open it! Open it!" we demanded.

"No supper?" asked my mum in surprise.

"How can you even think of food when the sun is calling us like that?"

So mum held open our magic door and out we shot.

"You two don't get any less weird," she commented later. "Why did you wait for me to come home? You can and do go through that door any time you like in the day."

Peoples will never truly understand cats.

Oh and just for reference neither Josie nor I have any idea how the lamp ended up in the fruit bowl. It's just one of those mysteries and we're sorry about the squashed grapes but they are nothing to do with us or any game of tag that might have been enjoyed over the weekend.


An unusual name for a cat

April 9th 2015 10:02 pm
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One of the perks of my mum's job is hearing what her customers call their pets and she often tells us. Most popular at the moment is Poppy for girls and Alfie for boys apparently.

"Not Toby?" I asked.

"We get a few."

"More than you get Josies I bet," I said.

"That is true as it happens."

Of course it is.

And yesterday they insured a cat called Meow.


"That's right."

"That's brilliant! Why aren't I called Meow?"

"Because when I am in the garden calling you and the neighbours hear me say Toby! Toby! Toby! they know I'm looking for you. If I go in the garden and call Meow! Meow! Meow! they'll think I have finally snapped my tenuous link with reality,"

"You never call me," I pointed out. I rarely go out of hearing range of the kitty treat drawer. I don't want Josie eating my Dreamies! In fact my mum reckons if I am out I can even tell if she is thinking about opening the drawer and this is indeed true. So she doesn't need to call me in and I could be called Meow!


I think it must be officially Spring

April 8th 2015 10:26 pm
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My mum mowed the lawn. For the very first time this year we had all the doors and windows open.

As you can imagine this made Josie and I pretty excited. It wasn't just Josie doing crazy cat circuits.

In fact I enjoyed it all so much I woke my mum bright and early this morning so we could do it all again but apparently mowing your lawn in frowned upon at 5am. Peoples have strange rules!


It's fun to stare

April 7th 2015 10:38 pm
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I played this game yesterday. Pick a time when your mum is just doing something other than pay attention to you - in our case finishing her supper - position yourself in an alert pose in a place where you have a good view and stare.

Stare like you aren't even sure who she is, let alone what she's doing in your home. And wait.

"Hi Toby"

She notices me now. Keep staring.

"You've seen me eat yoghurt before."

Still more staring as if that isn't true.

"Stop doing that. It's creeping me out."

Ah hah! I win. Keep staring.

"You're weird."

When she gets personal maybe time to stop. But it is funny to do. I do recommend it if you have ten minutes to spare.

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