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Three year old cats DO climb curtains

March 11th 2014 11:46 pm
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We found out last night. I had so much fun. It's still a bit cold here - turns out Sunday was just a sample of Spring - so I played indoors. I chased Da Bird and I ran and jumped in my Cube and I chased the red dot and I got mum to make me a rug tunnel and she rolled balls down it and I caught them. It was brilliant and yes, up those curtains I went.

Then when I was a tiredy boy Josie started and wanted the red dot and the rug tunnel game too.

Mum said she's fairly sure normal cats find their own entertainment or sleep or stuff but what would she do with her time if we weren't here to occupy her?

I had her up bright and early too.

"Is it my birthday?" I asked her at 5.15, with a gentle paw prod. Then louder when she did that pretending to sleep thing.

"You had that," she muttered and tried to burrow her head into the pillow away from my paws.

I had been hoping that she would have forgotten and we could have another one.

Our job for now is to keep my mum busy anyway as it is Henry's Bridge Day. We see him often and he tells us what adventures he has with all the other Catster Bridge cats - including Ka-Zar now of course - and they are all happy but our mums don't see them and they get sad sometimes as they miss the Bridge cats. Mum's been giving us extra strokes and, as you can see, we've been keeping her away from melancholy.

 

My mum spoils Josie

March 10th 2014 11:41 pm
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This is what I see.

Yesterday Josie was sniffing my back. Not a friendly passing one-sniff, a real thorough what-have-you-been-rolling-in sniff. She knew I didn't like it. Mum didn't tell her to stop and I had to walk away, relinquishing the coveted seat on the arm of the sofa, which Josie took and don't think I won't remember that.

But then when I jumped over Josie while she was eating her breakfast mum told me off. She said no-one likes to be jumped over while they are eating but Josie was in my way. Sort of. It's not like I jumped on her.

Also, mum has moved all the ornaments off the mantlepiece so Josie can now stride up and down it confidently. Mum said it's because she's pretty sure it will fall off the wall any day now and she doesn't want anything broken but I think it's so Josie can have the freedom to walk about on it. Mum's been sure that's coming down for a while now.

Luckily for Josie she has me to put her back in her place so she won't become conceited with all this special attention.

 

Spring is here. Hoorah!

March 9th 2014 11:35 pm
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It was glorious and sunny and Josie and I had a marvellous time running in the garden and chasing bugs and things. When we were tired we came in and curled up in a sunbeam each and let the warmth toast our fur while we dreamed of long hot summer days. I cannot wait!

Mum had the big doors open and she said, "This summer please bring in lots of live mice and birds so I can work on my hunting technique."

She's looking at me in that way she does.

"Not, Toby, I said not."

Well she did but we both know what she meant. If you could hear her excited yelps when we have brought things in you would know just how happy she is to have a chance. She's not much of a hunter so needs all the practice she can get.

I didn't find her anything yesterday but I'll keep working on it.

 

Clever cats (as per!)

March 6th 2014 10:55 pm
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Mum was wandering about doing her morning routine things and she sudden;y asked, "How did you do that Cats?"

"What?" I asked. I was wondering which of the many manifestations of our magnificence she had noticed this time.

"Switch the kitty litter round"

Ah yes, that one! If your mum has has old, bad kitty litter to use up do not ler her think, not for one moment, that an acceptable solution might be to put the bad stuff underneath and coat it with a layer of the good stuff. We saw straight through that and although it took us a while we sorted it all back and now it is an honest box. You can't see any of the good stuff.

"And why?" asked my mum. "Surely you want the green bag stuff on top?"

We do not like her pathetic attempts to fool us, that is the issue here.

She has promised that is the very last bag and she will never buy the blue bags again. She had better not! (Hah! She must think she's dealing with some two year old kitten here!!)

 

Happ Day

March 5th 2014 10:52 pm
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I had such a wonderful birthday. Thank you to all my friends for my gifts.

Thank you to Monster for my ball of twine and Golden Heart. I love chasing twine and I love Love!

Thank you to Laura-Belle for my delicious cup-cake, mmmm - lots of frosting, yummy!

Thenk you to Monida for my Golden Heart which is very special.

Thank you to Bliss, Penny and Minnie for my smart Fleur-de-lis.

Thank you to Beepers, Ashlynne, Mac, Milo, Xena Princess Warrior, Queen Tallulah Angel Dreamgirl and my special friends Mietzi Katze and Timo Katze for all the shrimp. Mum says not to eat them all at once but isn't that what birthdays are for?

Thank you all for making it such a wonderful day for me. (It was a chilling thought to think that Catster Friendly Areas would have been closed by now. Shudders!)

Mum's work got in on my birthday too sending her home with a bottle of champagne they were so happy that I am three. She claims she won it there for taking part in a survey they were doing but I know it was really for me. Except cats don't drink champagne.

 

Happy Birthday to Me!

March 4th 2014 10:45 pm
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So far being three is awesome. I can thoroughly recommend it. I've been the centre of attention, King for the Day, and have had my best foods and treats and toys and special cuddles.

Mum laughed, "How is that different to any normal day?" which made Josie snigger but I don't care.

Mum had found Josie rootling round in mum's dance bag where she had left it on Monday night.

"What are you doing?" mum asked.

"Looking for a present for Toby" answered Josie feeling with her paws for something I might like. She thought she had something and hooked it out. "Would he like a hair tie?"

"I'm not sure his hair's long enough to need one," replied my mum taking it off Josie and putting it back. Which was a shame as I think I could have had fun batting it about. So I had to settle for a promise of an extra energetic game of tag from Josie - and maybe we'll find out if I'm right and that three year old cats do indeed climb curtains.

 

Da Bird Attack

March 3rd 2014 10:45 pm
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I was chasing da Bird last night. I was amazingly impressive; I did leaping, I did bounding, I practically flew after that Bird and even caught it a few times.

Josie was sitting next to my mum watching in wide-eyed admiration and mum whirled that Bird round and round and then it happened. Da Bird flew too close to Josie and bopped her on the head.

"Ow!" said Josie and ran off before it could have another go. Mum ran after her, "Josie - I am so sorry" she called but Josie was all, "Keep away from me, you bird-wielding maniac" so mum had to let her be.

And I laughed. That was brilliant.

Mum said she felt terrible but apart from interrupting my game she had nothing to feel bad about. Josie should have moved faster.

Anyway she seems Ok now and it's Fat Tuesday so we're expecting something pretty special in our bowls tonight. (Mum is looking at me funny. We really are!) And it's my Almost Birthday Day today so that's good too.

 

Now it's March

March 2nd 2014 10:39 pm
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but apparently I don't get the whole month for my birthday. Who made that stupid rule? I am very ready to be three and all grown up.

We had a happy weekend. Having abandoned us all week to toodle about at work mum went out on Friday night and don't come back until late. She asked us to wake her bright and early on Saturday. Or maybe it was not to wake her. I always get those two mixed up. To be on the safe side I went for a 5.30am breakfast.

Turns out it was 'not to' but my tummy was expecting breakfast so I had no choice but to keep going. Eventually she did feed us and went back to bed.
But after a short while I needed to be let outside and then after a very short time let back in again - it was pretty soggy out there. And by that time she was pretty wide- awake so play time beckoned.

The rest of the weekend we played games and all had a snooze on the sofa and had lots of snuggles and I call that a good weekend.

 

Three rules for my mum

February 27th 2014 10:35 pm
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I shouldn't have to spell these out but all three were broken last yesterday.

1. Once the kitty feeding procedure has been initiated do not answer the phone. You cannot open a sachet with one hand while you chat to your sister so the whole thing takes forever and no, if I meow loud enough in my anguish to be heard at the other end of the line, this is neither funny nor cute as you seem to imagine.

2. Do not watch programmes on TV where a dog has a squeaky toy. Josie and I cannot sleep through that.

3. Do not wave Da Bird anywhere near my water bowl once I am into the game. No-one likes a sudden soggy leg.

It was a terrible evening as you'll gather!!

 

Mum went crazy again

February 26th 2014 10:40 pm
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It happened yesterday morning. At first it was funny as she was grabbing things in the kitchen and chasing Josie with them in her hands. Advancing on poor Josie with a rack of saucepans she said, "Why do you keep being in my way?" but there was a fearful gleam in her eye that Josie could not like.

Josie managed to dodge that one but then my mum grabbed the mug tree, with all the mugs still hanging off it and strode towards Josie yet again.

"Help me Toby, "called Josie as she ran all about to avoid my mum. That was the worst thing she could have done as I think mum had overlooked me. Mum grabbed plant pots, one in each hand, and came towards me.

"How do you cats know to be right under my feet?" she asked but I wasn't under her feet for long, I was under her bed where no kitchen implements fit.

Having stripped the kitchen of essentials mum went to work. It was most peculier and I was hoping that she didn't carry on at work and advance on people there, clutching tea towels in a menacing fashion. They wouldn't like that.

Anyway all became slightly more clear as men came. Where everything had been stripped off the ceiling on Saturday they pasted up layer after layer of - well, it looked like pink ice cream but it didn't smell like it. And then they left.

Then when my mum came home she looked at it and said, "Well, that's much better all plastered fresh. I wonder when they'll paint it."

So some stuff has gone back in the kitchen but not all and mum seems more normal today so hopefully she has recovered.

 
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