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What I love about Spring

March 24th 2015 12:01 am
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Hunting season is nearly with us. I see lots more birds out there and I'm going to get one. Oh yes I am! Mum says please don't but I know she doesn't want me to go to any bother. It is no bother at all. I love to hunt.

Sadly so far they have all flown away and I haven't got one yet but we are only just at the beginning of the season. It is that bit lighter and warmer in the mornings so I start hunting early - no time for my usual snuggles. Mum says she misses them but she'll have to pet Josie instead.

Another thing I love is that day when mum suddenly announces the clocks are changing and everything happens an hour earlier. I don't know how or why she does that but we are perfectly happy to go along with it. Indeed Josie and I are making sure we don't miss the day by waking her up an hour early every day just in case. She's not as grateful as you would expect.

The great outdoors beckons. Off I go!


A worrisome weekend

March 22nd 2015 11:38 pm
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I'll start by saying the clips was a big disappointment.

You know when it gets a bit dark outside and you bury your face in your paws and your mum says, "It looks like rain" and then it rains.

It was like that without the rain. I don't think I'll bother again.

Then on Saturday my mum did something terrible. She thought we wouldn't know but we could smell him on her hands. She went to a friend's house and cuddled the new puppy. For some time. She brazenly admitted it.

"He is a Black Labrador and he is so cute and his head and paws are just a bit too big for his body and did I say how cute he is?...." On and on she went.

Then a hideous thought struck me. Occasionally she's talked about stuff she's admired in someone else's home and in due course we've got one. I don't mind of it's a type of cushion or a phone or anything really but I do not want a puppy.

I have been extra affectionate so she'll know she doesn't need one. Lots of headrubs, I even purred when she picked me up which I don't normally do. It worked in so far as we got some turkey to eat and she hasn't mentioned the puppy lately. Paws crossed and all that!


A Clipse of the sun

March 19th 2015 11:32 pm
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This morning we are having a clipse of the sun. This is where the moon passes in between the sun and the earth and blocks some of the light. This has never, ever happened before.

"Toby - it has."


"It happens quite a lot. We've definitely had them in the UK before."

"I do not remember this."

"It was before you were born."

Ah - that mysterious time mum invents stories about - before I was borned. I'm pretty sure nothing really worthwhile happened before I was here to witness it.

Mum spluttered in her tea. She loves history and learning about the past. She even claims there exists a time before she was borned and lots of things happened then.

"Did they involve cats?"

"Mostly not."

My point is proven, nothing significant.

Anyway I am quite excited to see the clipse although it is cloudy in London this morning so mum says there won't actually be much to see.


Mum's embarrassing moment

March 18th 2015 11:41 pm
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My mum loves her job but her office has one major flaw - no animals. Most of them are animal lovers and there are pictures galore of cats and dogs but not one actual pet.

So every lunch time my mum takes herself off for a walk. She knows all the best places to meet friendly dogs (most of which she now knows by name) and where the sociable cats live. This carries her through until she is back with us once more.

Yesterday she met a cat she hadn't seen before. He stopped and looked at her so my mum told him how handsome he is (long-hair black and white apparently). He said meow, politely. Then my mum commented on the lovely day and he meowed again and emboldened by this my mum moved in for the stroke.

Too soon - they hadn't been introduced. He backed off hastily and my mum felt bad. She backed away too so he wouldn't feel threatened. "I mean you no harm," she explained, "I think you are gorgeous."

Then she heard a laugh, looked up and saw a woman watching her, clearly wondering just why my mum was apologising to a cat.

To my mum this is of course normal behaviour but she is aware not everyone can communicate with cats. She smiled at the woman and walked on. Serve my mum right for petting other cats!


I want it too...whatever it is

March 17th 2015 11:34 pm
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Cosy quiet night last night. Lucky for Josie I am not a fan of the lap so she could curl up on mum's lap all contentedly and I nestled beside them and mum watched a programme about a handsome fluffy black and white cat.

Oh - she says it was about what people ate in the 50s and the cat wasn't even mentioned. We did see him a few times though and when you look that good people know it's all about you even if that isn't mentioned.

Then mum said it was bedtime so Josie and I played tag for a while. Then I heard Josie mewing desperately and mum saying, "Let me put it down for you."

I went running in. "I want it too." That made my mum laugh. "You don't even know what it is." If Josie wants it that's good enough for me.

And I did. Mum had put fresh water in our glass, all yummy and cool , and we were thirsty from all that running around. I drank long and deep and then so did Josie.

"You do know you have a bowl of water down?" mum said, watching us. But that had been hanging around since morning time.


Saddest news on Chaos

March 16th 2015 11:37 pm
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He got worse and worse so the vet operated and found that he had cancer, and it had really spread. His mum took the tough decision to release him from the pain and now he is at the Bridge.

Peoples don't properly understand the Bridge and get very sad when their cats go there. Mum was telling me the news and I was listening sympathetically when Josie came in, once again completely mis-reading the mood.

"I am actually running at a million miles an hour" she shouted as she passed.

"You are completely crazy," said my mum.

"Can't hear you over the sound barrier breaking," Josie called back, continuing to run.

I held off as long as I could but Josie clearly wanted to be chased and I really wanted to chase her. Mum wasn't going to shout at us today, not even when I skidded so hard on the bedside table and knocked the alarm clock on the floor.

But I did give her special Toby love at bedtime. Leaning right in her ear and purring so she couldn't miss it.

My mum's friend does have other cats and a dog even who will be looking after her too. Us animals must stick together when our people need us.



March 15th 2015 11:41 pm
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Mum had a quiet weekend so she said it was time for housework. I have mixed feelings about this. I like the feather duster and Josie and I enjoy chasing that around. I like when my mum moves furniture and finds toys we had forgotten we had lost. I do not like the hoover and I do not like her being noisy when I'm trying to sleep. And I do not like her cleaning our paw prints off everywhere.

The kitchen you realise will lose its decoration fast but when we've gone to the trouble of saving mud as we walk about and distributing them in every room - well, that should be respected. It wasn't. The good news is that it's raining today so we can be doing some replacement work. When it's stopped raining I mean. Josie and I have both had a look and don't fancy outdoors for now.

And please can you be purring for my mum's friend's cat which is called Chaos. He is not living up to his name, not playing, not eating - even tuna fish which is his favourite. So far all his tests have come back negative so they don't know what is wrong so he has to keep going back. He is only four so Josie and I are purring for him to be better.


A pensive mum

March 11th 2015 11:39 pm
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My mum was a bit sad yesterday. She still misses Henry and yesterday was his Bridge Day. And a friend of hers at work has a cat who is very unwell but they don't know why and he's had loads of tests but they can't work it out. Mum was talking to her just before she came home. She sat next to me and sighed.

"Why do we put ourselves through it?"

She rubbed my head. I purred. I was about to come out with an amazingly well thought through philosophical statement about love and life and the nature of eternity when Josie bounded in.

Failing entirely to pick up on the mood she did a quick circuit of the room and ran out. We heard sniggering and she ran back in and started pouncing on invisible mice.

Mum and I watched her in bemusement, then a smile started on mum's face.

"You are completely crazy," she said to Josie. Josie pursued one of her invisible mice around the back of the armchair and came out triumphant; imaginary mice being so much easier to catch than the real things.

"I think that's why," mum commented. "We're all completely crazy!"

"In a good way," I added. "In a very good way."


March 10th 2015 11:31 pm
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We were all still tired yesterday evening. We cheered up no end when we saw that we all got hugs from KiWiKatt. Then my mum announced it was to be a chilled evening.

She kicked back on the sofa, Josie curled upon her lap and I nestled beside her and she put a drama on TV to watch. But there was not a single cat in this drama, just a stupid dog, so pretty soon all three of us were fast asleep.

Then the phone rang. My mum isn't great with phones at the best of times. There was a blank moment when we all tried to register what had woken us. There was a further moment when we all pondered whether to do anything about it.

Mum concluded that yes, she would, and there was a scramble of cats and mum to the phone. Which she picked up and dropped. She grabbed it and as the ansaphone started to talk my mum was pointlessly saying, "Hello, hello" into the handset.

She gave up. Phone back and we all resumed our places on the sofa. I love cosy nights and am less keen on phones.


There was an argument

March 9th 2015 11:42 pm
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Not a me and Josie spat where she has been sleeping where I want to sleep. Those are over in moments. Not a me and mum argument where she says crazy things like "It's rude to bop the nose of someone while they are reading their book" and I point out it is rude to be reading a book when a cat requires your attention. Those are pretty calm affairs.

No, this was a late night people argument in one of the other flats.

On and on it went. I couldn't sleep through it and neither could my mum so I went over to her for a cuddle. I felt better when she reassured me and petted me and she felt better when I purred.

Then I did something I've seen Josie do but don't do myself. I curled up to go back to sleep perched on my mum. It feels warm and safe and mum breathes nicely rocking you gently so when you're a bit upset by peoples shouting at each other it feels like a good place to be.

They went on hours but eventually wore themselves out and I went back to sleep on my chair. When the clock went of this morning I didn't get up. "No breakfast for me this morning," I said, "I have sleep to catch up on." My mum sighed and said she wished she could too but she has to work.

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