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Sleepy kitties

December 15th 2014 10:43 pm
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Having vistors is fun but what with all the rushing around before and entertaining them and all the tidying up after it is tiring. (Mum is giving me her hard stare and wondering how much of all that exactly did I do. I am so unappreciated!)

Anyway my mum had taken a day off work on account of having holiday to use up and she was writing more Christmas cards and having a happy day. Josie curled up on the sofa next to her and was soo asleep.

She looked so content I wanted to be that content too. I jumped down from the chair I was on and jumped up next to Josie, had a good sniff (she didn't even stir) and I settled myself down right next to her. Then I had a thought and yes, Josie makes a great pillow. My head rested on her soft fur and soon I was deeply asleep.

The last thing I remember was my mum saying, "You two are so cute together."

Mum says she hopes that's a sign of things to come. There's no picture as she was so happy we were snuggled she didn't want to move and wake us. (Actually my mum fell asleep too so we were a sofa of dreamers for a while.)

Winter days can be nice and cosy.


We had visitors

December 14th 2014 10:52 pm
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They came for lunch on Sunday. I was polite and let them all admire me. It is true - I do have a sleek and handsome coat and a particularly fine tail. Josie was shy but did join us in the end. All my mum's friends like cats (I think that's how she chooses them) so there's never any need to be shy.

Mum wanted to be sure that everyone would have a comfy seat so she brought my chair in from the bedroom. It's a large, well-upholstered beast of a chair and the doorways are narrow. Luckily for my mum, as she strained and tugged and heaved, Josie joined in to supervise. Mum wasn't as grateful as you might expect seeming to think the prescence of a cat, winding her way between wall and chair, might actually make things harder.

Despite this ingratitude Josie did the same helpful task when it went back.

Mum put a blanket over it as she said otherwise anyone sitting on it would get a layer of fur on them. I did think people would rather like that. They did admire my fur on me and I don't mind sharing.


Sometimes it's easy to be good

December 11th 2014 10:52 pm
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It was all dark and cold when I came in and I was wet and I saw my mum in her chair and she said "Hello Tiger" and I jumped up and thought how wonderful it is to be loved and warm and dry and I purred and purred and gave my mum the best head rubs in the world.

"I love you too Toby" she said and gave me lots of snuggles.

After I had a sleep mum produced Da Bird. We haven't played with that in ages and it was awesome. When I have Da Bird to chase I don't need to pounce on Josie.

Being good is really easy when my mum does her job properly!! She must be here and she must entertain me and Sandy Paws will find no more well-behaved cat.


I am a good cat. Really.

December 10th 2014 10:41 pm
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This is for Sandy Claws benefit in case he gets confused.

Josie is naughty. Last night my mum got up to answer the phone and that cheeky cat was right in there, stealing her warm seat. By the time my mum had finished talking Josie was curled up as if she had been there all night.

My mum is naughty as she was writing Christmas cards and not paying me any attention.

I am nice. Last night I was just bored. It's too cold to go out and I couldn't think what to do. So I pounced on Josie. Many times and made her squeal.

Mum said I am very naughty and she will tell Sandy Claws and no presents for me. But I have put a good line on today's blog - which I'm sure he reads and on Christmas Eve I'll stay awake until he comes and give him my best purrs and headrubs and I'm sure he'll have me on his Nice Cats List.


Josie likes to be cosy

December 9th 2014 10:53 pm
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Yesterday we had an emergency. When we woke up the flat was all cold. My mum muttered and went to check the boiler. Happily she got it lit again and the magic was restored, everything warmed up. But it was not as warm as it usually is as normally they are making us toasty warm before we even wake up.

My mum was in the bedroom with Josie and she said to Josie that the worst part was taking off her warm, fluffy dressing gown to put on her cold work clothes.

Josie purred as her favourite thing is when my mum takes off her cosy warm dressing gown and throws it on the bed. Then it becomes Josie's cosy warm dressing gown as she snuggles herself down in it. Mum sighed and said she wishes she was a cat. Doesn't everyone?

The warm has worked since which is good. Josie has been spending as much time perched on my mum as she can as really hates the cold and my mum is warm. At night she's been under the duvet with my mum. I imagine it's warm there but my mum does roll around so I prefer my chair.

I hope all my Catster friends are keeping warm.


Intruder alert

December 8th 2014 10:46 pm
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I was patrolling in the garden when the fearsome beast arrived. I quickly ran back indoors. I wasn't scared of course. I just wanted to check that my mum and Josie were OK.

"Intruder Alert!" I warned them. "This is not a drill. I repeat, this is not a drill."

I kept up my guarding of our boundaries, pacing the big window and then running to the back door and giving my most menacing growls and blood-curdling yodels. All to no avail, the beast continued his march towards our home.

"What is it?" asked my mum. She was peering out but she has embarrassingly bad eyesight at night. So she opened the window to get a better look.

The beast gave a fearsome yowl.

"I know that squeak," said my mum. "Hallo Jasper."

Squeak? Squeak! That was no squeak. But it was indeed Jasper, the kitten from next door. I say kitten, he is growing fast.

"I think he wants to play," said my mum, unhelpfully. I think he is set on world domination, starting with our home. Anyway our defences held firm and, thanks to my calm leadership and strong prescence, we are all OK.


Mums should not party

December 7th 2014 11:03 pm
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On Friday evening my mum put on her party dress and went out and didn't come home for hours and hours - leaving us poor cats to amuse ourselves as best we could.

It probably wasn't the best thing she could have done for her cold and poor throat and she came back all croaky again. She was telling us that she sat next to someone who was telling her that he doesn't like cats but he had met this one special one hanging round his allotment. These stories always make my mum smile as she reckons every cat is special and some people start saying they don't like cats, then meet one special one and before you know it they are cat lovers.

Anyway as she chatted she was in the kitchen to make herself a soothing mug of cocoa before bed. Saucepan? Check. Milk? Check. Mug? Check. Cocoa?

And here's where it went wrong. The tub of cocoa slipped from her hand and fell to the floor. I don't know if you've ever seen a nearly full tub of cocoa powder explode but it really is quite something. Brown powder covered every surface and the air smelled of chocolate.

There was a moment's silence, punctuated by the burbling of warming milk.

Then my mum said something I shan't repeat so as not to sully any kitten's ears. She cleaned and cleaned and cleaned. And Saturday morning cleaned and cleaned and cleaned again. That cocoa got everywhere.

Serves her right. Had she stayed home with us all evening this would never have happened.


My mum is getting betterer

December 4th 2014 10:21 pm
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She has her voice back albeit a little croaky. It doesn't really make much difference. We still ignore her - unless she is saying "Dinner time cats!"

She does have a cough now though. It's very selfish as poor Josie struggles to sleep through them. Josie likes to perch on my mum at night but she likes my mum still and asleep not cougheffty cough and awake.

I wonderered if she did her telling people stuff and she said she did even though her boss said to her not to. She said it was OK as when she designs training there's a lot for people to be doing and not so much my mum talking. She didn't want to let them down when they were expecting training.

Josie and I are both in excellent health and spirits. I'm glad that cats don't get colds. They don't look like much fun.


My mum is not well

December 3rd 2014 10:49 pm
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No - don't feel sorry for her. She feels sorry enough for herself. Luckily we don't have to listen to her moaning on as she has lost her voice.

I'm pretty sure she was asking Josie to move from her seat yesterday - and I'm pretty sure Josie knew that too - but all we could hear was squeaking. Josie looked at her solemnly.

"That's right," she said, "That is just how the mouse goes. Squeak, Squeak, Squeak!"

In the end mum flounced off to the other end of the sofa. To be fair the outcome would probably have been the same even if my mum had a voice.

This morning at work she is telling people stuff. She still thinks she's going to do it; her boss thinks they won't be able to hear her. I would say unless they are bats with sonic hearing her boss is right!


Haunted House

December 2nd 2014 10:39 pm
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My mum has a very enquiring mind. She is always asking questions.

"Who is my handsome boy?" That's me. I thought we had cleared that one up the last time.

"Is anyone hungry?" Yes. Both me and Josie are. Even if we aren't, just in case.

"Do you know how much I love you?" Remind me.

But yesterday her question was, "Why are there paw prints on the kitchen counter?"

Given there were no biscuits up there (don't ask me how I know that; I just do) and there were biscuits in our bowl neither Josie nor me had any reason to be up there.

"We don't know. Ask us another thing that we do know," I suggested.

"One of you knows," said my mum darkly. I thought fast.

"There was that ghost cat wandering around today," I said, nudging Josie.

"I saw it too," said Josie. "It went wooooowoooo and walked on the side with muddy paws."

Mum sighed and fetched a cloth to clean the sides. "Well if you see the ghost again can you ask it to wipe its paws next time,"

We got away with it!!

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