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Happy days

September 16th 2012 10:48 pm
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Mum went out dancing on Friday evening and when she came home she was tired. She asked us if we would let her sleep and not wake her early as it would be Saturday and she wanted a lie-in. I had to point out that as she had been out all evening we still had bouncy and very non-sleepy feet. So we had a deal - she stayed up for half an hour to play and we would let her sleep in on Saturday morning.

It was a good plan and we kept our side of the bargain - only mum had forgotten to switch off her alarm clock so at six off it went. Excellent! We were well within our rights to start demanding breakfast!

Saturday was sunny all day so I was out hunting mostly and in the evening we were all cosy indoors.

On Sunday mum went to see Ricky.

"So he gets all that tuna fish and now he gets my mum as well?"

Mum said she was only visiting and we should feel sorry for him as he has to wear a cone. Josie wore a cone once and she says any cat in a cone deserves everything they like. I said I would not wear a cone; I would rip it off like I do my collar. Mum said she hopes we never have to test that one.

Anyway mum went and she says Ricky looks like the end of his tail will heal nicely. At the moment his tail is slightly odd as they shaved the last few inches but mum says you can see the fur is already growing back and you will hardly be able to tell when that happens. And they have a very solid looking doorstop over the offending door.

Mum has been passing on all your purrs but she showed Ricky's mum and dad so they could read all your comments for themselves. They were happy to see them and they looked at some of my friend's pages and commented on what a great site Catster is.

They said Ricky and his brofur Arthur should have their own page and I will let you know if that happens.

 

Crazy Cat Josie

September 13th 2012 10:36 pm
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Yesterday we did wonder if Josie had caught the mad cat virus. She was even bouncier than me. It was brilliant. I love having a sisfur when she is as fun as that. She was batting me with a paw and darting around and we played tag until our eyes got sleepy. It's very annoying when your paws still want to party but your eyes want a rest. You think you'll just close them for a second..and then a longer second and next thing you know mum is saying it's bedtime. I did twack her ankle to prove I wasn't really tired but my heart wasn't in it.

Mum suspects she knows the real reason for Josie's high spirits. She found the biggest furball ever on the kitchen floor. So big she wasn't sure what it was at first. Josie must have felt so good to get that out.

I asked how mum knew it wasn't me and mum said because I like to be brushed and she's never known me with a furball but Josie hates the brush; even the most gentle stroke with a kitten brush.

Mum told Ricky's mum of all the lovely messages my friends have sent him and she is thankful for all his purrs. I think a bit impressed that I can draw on international support! The purrs are all working as he saw the vet for a check and the stitches are healing well.

 

Being Homely Cats

September 12th 2012 10:37 pm
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Mum came home last night and immediately started taking all her coats out of the cupboard in the hall. Josie reckoned she was going to make it into a home for us; I wondered if she had caught the mad virus after all. Either way we wanted to stay home and see what happened next.

What that was was a man coming in and he noodled around in the cupboard which is odd as mum's guests don't normally go in there.

"I see what it is," he said. "That's good. Is it cheap and easy to fix?" asked my mum.

Turns out we have had no hot water since Sunday and he had come to fix the boiler. Happily he could mend it - he even made the radiators warm up. We rather took to him; Josie even went so far as to investigate his bags but said there was noting to eat in them.

After he had gone we were ready to run outdoors - but it was raining so we came back in quick sharp and mum had to entertain us. It was all very cosy.

Mum also updated us on Ricky. She said he is a sad boy so his mum is working from home to keep him company and tempting him with morsels of tuna fish. I tried to look sad too as I like mum at home and tuna fish but just then Josie bounded past calling out, "You can't catch me!" so I had to chase her and mum said we both look very happy - which is how she likes things.

 

Worrying news

September 11th 2012 10:33 pm
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There's been something on my mind all week and in the end I had to ask my mum.

In the news they had said that cats carry a virus thing that can make their humans go mad. I was very worried that mum might not want Josie and me any more.

Mum laughed at me. "I think it's too late for that, don't you?" she said.

Well that was a relief. I don't talk about it much but I have had my suspicions for a while that my mum isn't quite normal in the head department.

When I said that she looked hurt. "I meant I've been hanging around cats so long I've either got it or am immune. I am entirely sane."

It seemed best to pretend to agree with her.

Turns out she read about this virus thing in Scientific American Mind some time ago so was slightly bewildered when the British press found out about it last week.

I did ask about Ricky once we had that out of the way. All the purrs are helping and he is making a good recovery, just taking a while to get used to his cone.

 

Purrs requested for a cautionary tail

September 10th 2012 10:39 pm
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My mum came home yesterday and asked Josie and me to purr for a cat called Ricky. Poor Ricky had an accident at the weekend.

Like us they had all their doors and windows open for the sunny day and were enjoying the breeze that got up later on. Unlike us they don't have something by every door to stop it slamming. You'll see where this is going.

Poor Ricky has lost the last two inches of his tail as the wind grabbed the door just as he was going through and slammed on him. He went straight to the emergency vet who kept him in and operated and he came home yesterday. It was a very clean break and he is expected to be fine but your purrs would be appreciated.

And remind your mums and dads that even inside doors can get shut suddenly by the wind when you don't expect it. My mum says Ricky will be all better long before his mum gets over feeling guilty about it.

We are all fine except I am grumpy with my mum. A Cat so honoured to be a Diary Pick of the Day should be allowed to eat from all household dishes but she saw me about to jump on Josies's and pushed me away. Lucky for me Josie saw sense and left the rest of her food for when mum wasn't looking. I have her well-trained.

 

Bird hunting

September 9th 2012 10:35 pm
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It was all sunny and warm at the weekend. Us cats love the sunny and warm but it does keep the frogs in the dampness of their ponds so I turned my attention to the birds.

The trouble with birds, and the reason I've never caught one, is that they fly high. How to reach them? Then I had a clever idea.

We have a big bush in our garden. My mum has been chopping at it but only as high as she can reach and some of the spikes stretch right up and the birds gather on these branches to have a chat about this and that, believing themselves to be safe from the likes of me.

So if I could stealthily climb those branches I would grab one of those birds and be home with my meal before any of the others knew what was going on.

Where the plan went wrong - apparently I weigh rather more than the average bird. The lower branches were fine but when I got higher, in tantalisingly close proximity to my prey, the branches wobbled and the birds flew away. Actually they made so much noise my mum came out to see what was going on. It took her a while to spot me through the leaves.

So I did not catch anything except flying leaves at the weekend. I still get a kick out of running in enthusaistically with a large leaf in my mouth, to watch mum run for the frog catching kit only to realise she has been fooled again!

 

I got in a fight

September 6th 2012 10:33 pm
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It was late and I saw a bad cat in my garden. I let him know exactly what I thought of that.

I was winning, I truly was when mum came hurtling out of the flat and scared him away. I didn't follow but kept up the stream of insults and mum said she was glad she couldn't speak cat as I didn't sound very polite.

We came indoors and mum wanted to know if I had been bitten. Of course not - although he did get some chunks of fur which upset mum but didn't hurt. I wasn't allowed out after that so I made mum entertain me. Every time she didn't pick up a toy fast enough I headed for Josie, promising to show my mum a complete re-enactment of the fight. Just that threat was enough and we had a good playtime.

In other news mum had a letter and Josie's pet insurance has gone up again. Josie very nobly offered never to go to the vet any more and mum said that she hoped that would be the case but she's keeping the insurance to be on the safe side. I thought we shouldn't and spend the money on treats and toys instead and mum says that's why I'm not in charge of the money.

 

What were they doing?

September 5th 2012 10:33 pm
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Summer has come back here which is what we wanted. The days are sunny and warm and we can't wait for my mum to come home from work so we can grab a quick supper and get out there and play. I say we because even Josie comes out for a while.

But as it gets darker she goes in and mum draws the curtains. That's weird because to me that's the most exciting time. The bugs get going and everything is a little bit more mysterious in the dark.

So just what are mum and Josie doing behind the curtain that is so much better than frog hunting? They claimed to be quietly watching TV but I was suspicious. I would catch them out. I ran full pelt, dived under the curtain and threw myself in the room.

But I was too slow. They were both sitting innocently on their chairs. I looked all round for clues - maybe a frog leg or a corner of cat treat bag or the feathers of Da Bird but there was nothing. I ran out. I would have to be faster next time.

About five times I ran in hoping to see what they were doing but every time they managed to be just sitting there. Mum said that's because that's really all they were doing but I still have my doubts. Actually mum was laughing at me for my mad sprints in to the room, wide eyed stares and double quick dashes out but the laugh will be on them when I catch them out one day.

 

Helping my mum relax

September 4th 2012 10:32 pm
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Mum came home and announced she had been shown a relaxation technique so if we could just leave her be and go about our business she would do it and be all relaxed and free from tension.

Naturally we couldn't wait to join in.

Mum lay on her back on the floor with a book under her head, she had her arms by her side and then she bent her legs to create a cat tunnel. I ran through it several times; seemed only polite. That made her laugh but she said that wasn't meant to be a cat tunnel.

Then Josie decided to relax too by curling up on mum's chest which she finds very relaxing. That made mum laugh as well.

The conclusion is that whoever came up with the position did not have cats. That it may be relaxing in itself but she'll never know. And perhaps having your cats make you laugh is the most relaxing thing anyway.

Sometimes she calls us crazy cats but we think she is the crazy one.

 

Helping my mum to sleep

September 3rd 2012 10:32 pm
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The bestest way to get a good sleep is to nestle your nose into your soft, furry paw as all cats know. We sleep best all cosy like that.

Last night I noticed that my mum doesn't sleep with her hand against her nose. Then I realised why - her hands are very good at opening cat food but they do lack fur. In fact, poor thing, pretty much all she has is that long fur on her head. Well you have to work with what you have. I reached out a paw and combed some of that hair over her face. There. That's better. Nose all warm.

She pushed it back.

I sighed, reached out and combed it over again. She pushed it back. Three or four times this went on - gratitude is not one of her strong points.

In the end she rolled away from me and I had to leave her to it. But she shouldn't blame me if she doesn't get a proper sleep. I tried my best.

 
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