Toby's Diary

(Page 45 of 91: Viewing Diary Entry 441 to 450)  
[First 10 Diary Entries] Page Links:  40  41  42  43  44  45  46  47  48  49  50  [Last 10 Diary Entries]  

Mum not being sensible

February 13th 2013 10:39 pm
[ Leave A Comment | 2 people already have ]

As all good cats know it is healthful for people to rub our fuzzy coats and hear our purrs and I make sure mum gets plenty of snuggle time. I nestle by her side and let her rub my tummy and head and it's happy time. Last night I was all contentededly enjoying this time when she tugged at my paw, trying to push it, then my tail was brushed out of line.

"Toby - don't dip your paw in my tea," she said.

I purred and attempted to stretch back to how I had been.

"You'll get burned" she said and tried to push back. Then she reached over and picked up the mug which I now realise was rather close to my foot and tail. The coaster came with it so I tapped that as the mug moved close by and it fell down on me. Luckily it didn't fall far but even so...

"What were you thinking, putting your hot drink so close to me at snuggle time?"

She said that the tea was there before I was but I found that a feeble explanation.

She had needed snuggle time as when you change banks you have to telephone a million people and tell them it would seem and you have to kind of like hold music. Yesterday she rang our pet insurance people so Josie and I will be Ok and she rang her car insurance people only that was embarrassing. She gave them all the details and then I heard her say, "So I don't have a policy with you any more. Oh. I wonder who I am insured with." She found out from her old bank statement but she had to admit that wasn't ideal.

It's a good thing she has us cats to look after her otherwise who knows what trouble she would get herself in!


Cosmic Catnip

February 12th 2013 10:36 pm
[ Leave A Comment | 6 people already have ]

I was very tired yesterday morning after my night-time snuggles so settled down for a sleep and mum said it was alright for some. Then she got herself ready for work. she wore her wraparound dress so that Josie could chase the ties and then Josie chased her tights as they wiggled as she put them on and then Josie pounced on her pendant as she dangled that enticingly from her hands. She was very kind to give Josie such entertainment.

As she left home she wondered aloud why she ever thought that cats were a good idea.

But we know she loves us as she came home with a wonderful surprise. She has changed her bank and her new one is just two doors down from the pet shop. I expect that's why she changed.

Years of training have paid off and she cannot walk past a pet shop so she had gone in and we got a cosmic catnip fish.

Not everything that says catnip on the label lives up to its promise but mum is wary now and sniffs what she buys. If she can smell it then it must be good - and this was!!

Funny it doesn't seem to have the effect on humans that it does on us. Josie had it first and then me and we felt all happy and wild and wow inside. Then we fought but only for fun. Mum said if we got mean no more catnip but we didn't. We just got crazy.

I said I felt sorry for mum that she would never know the pleasure of catnip but she said we never know the pleasure of a good cup of tea so maybe we're even.


Sometimes life is good

February 11th 2013 10:35 pm
[ Leave A Comment | 3 people already have ]

Last night we had new food for supper. It was the most delicious food I have ever tasted. I licked my bowl clean and then licked Josie's in case she had left any. She hadn't.

"Have you got more? That was amazing."

Mum looked at me. "I do have more but that's for tomorrow."

"I want it now," I said because I did. But mum says she doesn't want us to get chubby so we have to wait.

Mum went to bed so to pass the time Josie and I had a brilliant chase game. She actually dive-bombed me from the table which surprised me but I had to admit was clever and we ran all around.

When we were tired out and ready to sleep I thought about my tasty supper and the games Josie and I play and my happy home and that I do love my mum. I woke her up to tell her.

"I love you too Toby. Now settle down."

But my heart was too big and I needed to purr and be stroked and give my mum lots and lots of headrubs. I think maybe she thought she didn't deserve so much love as she kept trying to bury her head under the pillow. But she has to breathe so I found where I could sneak a paw in and get more snuggles.

When I could reach it I purred right in her ear so she could hear just how much I love her. It's true that I do get so blissed out I forget to swallow and dribble just a bit but I think she over-reacted.

Once I was really sure she knew I love her and I had purred my fill I went to my chair and dreamed happy dreams.

Mum is tired this morning and muttering about lack of sleep. She also wants to know why half of our biscuits are scattered around the bowl when last night they were all neatly in the bowl. I think she is probably happier not knowing that one.


A Cat's instinct - Never wrong

February 10th 2013 10:42 pm
[ Leave A Comment | 3 people already have ]

I spent most of my weekend chasing birds, some real birds in the garden and Da Bird indoors. I think I like Da Bird best because I do catch that sometimes. When I catch it I take it out of the room and come back in for more and mum does a big sighing thing and goes and fetches it back. She says if I want to play with it please could I leave in in reach but she needs some exercise too!

I've never actually caught a bird outside but I like to try. So there I was on Sunday morning stalking my prey when I felt that whisker twitch, hm...something was happening without me.

I went indoors and I was right. Mum had been changing the sheets without me and Josie had been having all the fun. They tried to deny it but I gave the sheets a thorough sniff- yes, definitely fresh. They didn't have that comfy smell of us that they get through the week.

On the plus side there is something deeply satisfying about planting a trail of muddy paw prints across pristine linen and I did get to do that.

It rained a lot over the weekend so mum had to do lots of entertaining us both and this morning the snow is back but there isn't very much. We've been reading about the snow storms in America and purring for all the people and cats affected. It sounds very scary.


Josie still crazy

February 7th 2013 10:41 pm
[ Leave A Comment | 3 people already have ]

That mad kitty was actually chasing her own tail last night. Mercifully she didn't catch it, it kept moving out of reach. Mum and I were laughing at her as she spun round and round.

Mum asked, "Are you sure you wouldn't like a little run in the garden?" and Josie thought she might so mum held the door open and out Josie went - for a full sixty seconds. It's cold out there!

So I was a good cat and ran up to Josie and - tag, you,re it! Game on! We chased each other all round and up and down and it was a brilliant evening and we were all exhausted by bed time.

When I woke up I saw something very wrong. Normally Josie wakes in the night and goes and is snugglepuss with mum and I look up to see them curled up sleeping side by side but Josie was fast asleep in her own bed and mum was all alone.

Once again I stepped in to help. I would do snugglepuss duties. I woke my mum with a cheery meow and then started purring in anticipation of my lovely strokes and kisses. Mum did pet me, mostly because I clawed her whenever she stopped.

She reckoned she appreciated the gesture but says Josie is a more restful companion as she just nestles up, purrs and sleeps. I'm a more interactive kind of cat. At the moment a very unappreciated interactive kind of cat. And mum is a tired kind of person but says she'll catch up on sleep at the weekend. And Josie is slightly more normal having run off some of her mad last night thanks to my help.


Josie is going crazy

February 6th 2013 10:40 pm
[ Leave A Comment | 6 people already have ]

Mum said she was tired last night as she had a busy day at work. Josie and I joined her on the sofa as she read the news.

"They are going to make it law for all dogs to be microchipped," she told us.

"I'm glad I'm not a dog," I replied.

"Silly cat! You are already microchipped," she said.

"I know. I'm just glad I'm not a dog," I told her.

Dogs go out in all weathers but us cats get to stay warm and dry. It is still really cold out. Josie thought she wanted to go out so mum opened the door for her and Josie put her head out. And hurriedly brought it back in.

But the running about bug had bitten her. She did some random running to and fro. Then she had a go on my Pokey Paw Box and then she jumped up on the table. She started frantically going through our toy box. She was looking for a very specific toy and was throwing toys everywhere as she tried to find it. Mum asked her who she thought would pick them all up but we wll know it will be mum.

Then Josie got Catnip Fish from the bottom of the box and was happy again.

Once Josie had worn herself out and gone for a catnap I had my running about time. I am not crazy like Josie, chasing invisible prey, so I need mum to entertain me. She got out Da Bird and Cat Dancer and I was extremely happy.

Mum did ask why Josie and I can't co-ordinate our running about times and chase each other. Because sometimes it's fun to play tag and sometimes we each like mum's undivided attention I would say.


Cats' tummies

February 5th 2013 10:36 pm
[ Leave A Comment | 6 people already have ]

Our tummies are truly wonderful things. Obviously on the inside because that's where all our yummy food goes but on the outside too; soft, fluffy and warm and full of rumble purr.

I was lying there last night having my evening tummy rub dribbling just a little bit at the pure bliss of it all and mum laughed at me and said I did not look dignified.

I tried to tell her that I didn't care but it came out more like, "Mmmmmmmmm!"

"Lots of cats hate having their tummies touched," she commented.

I wondered why.

Mum said it's actually very natural for an animal not to be touched in such a vulnerable place.

"So how come I love it so much?" I asked.

Mum explained that she loves to rub a kitty tummy so when I was tiny she rubbed my tummy a lot so I would get used to it and think about snuggly things when she did it. Only she hadn't realised that I would expect tummy rubs every evening and every morning.

But I do!!


I had to bite my mum

February 4th 2013 10:36 pm
[ Leave A Comment | 4 people already have ]

Now I know some cats don't approve of biting the hand that feeds (and mum would like it known she never bites us) but I had really had enough.

Everything started companionably enough. Mum watching TV, me playing with my Pokey Paw box and then settling down for a happy snuggle by hjer side. But what was she watching? A programme about dogs?! And she was liking it.

She kept saying, "Look at that cute puppy. How gorgeous is that dog?!" On and on so I just grabbed her arm and bit it. Not hard of course. I was going for the gentle rebuke. I think she was more surprised than anything else.

"Why aren't you watching a programme about cats?" I demanded to know.

"They didn't make one" she seemed to think that settled it.

"Why not?"

She considered this.

"If you look at those dogs they do lots of stuff - they protect people and they fetch things and they follow instructions. Cats not so much"

I drew myself up. "When you look this good you do not do, you are. I would make a TV programme that would be us gorgeous cats all day long."

Mum thought fast and I think redeemed herself.

"But then no-one would go to work as we would all be watching it and then no-one would be making the kitty food and the toys and warm cushions and all the things cats love."

Good answer so we are back on good terms and I let her finish watching the dogs.


My Pokey Paw Box

February 4th 2013 12:05 am
[ Leave A Comment | 5 people already have ]

Mum brought a small box home with her on Friday. Naturally I tried to open it.

"What's in it?"

"Some marking I have to do at the weekend," she told me.

"I'll help," I said. I always like to help.

"Unless you know rather more about UK Employment Law than I think you do that's not going to be possible. However I did have another purpose when I took the box that I think you'll like" she said.

On Saturday she took the marking out of the box - it was just lots of bits of paper so pretty dull - and she cut assorted holes in the box. Then she put some of my favourite toys in the box. Brilliant! Now could I get them out? The answer was yes to the mousie but no to the foam balls. It was great fun and Josie had a go too.

I think this is my favourite toy that mum has ever made us.


I have sticky claws

January 31st 2013 10:36 pm
[ Leave A Comment | 6 people already have ]

Mum was noticing. I was sitting by the window and I got up and had a lovely stretch and pushed paws and claws into the curtain. And there one paw stayed.

That was weird. I tugged at it. Still stuck to the curtain. So I started twisting round and mum came and held me and unhooked it. That would just have been a funny story but I actually managed to do exactly the same thing again about half an hour later.

I said I didn't need rescuing but she said that the vet had told her that cats can dislocate a shoulder trying to unhook and neither of us liked the sound of that.

She thinks maybe my claws are sticky because I haven't been outdoors very much sharpening them on the trees. We are allowed to use the old armchair indoors for our claws but successions of cats have used up all the best bits so it isn't very good. I think it's time we were allowed to add our marks to the newer furniture!!

Mum says you can buy claw sharpeny things for cats indoors but she's never known a cat to actually use one.

  Sort By Oldest First



Family Pets

Henry (now an
Angel Cat,


(What does RSS do?)