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Josie's sticky claw

March 26th 2013 11:42 pm
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Josie was having a nice snooze draped on the back of the chair by the window. Well, you know how it is - the pleasant doze is best followed by the delightful stretch so stretch she did.

Only one claw got hooked on the curtain and she couldn't get it back again. She tried wiggling it side to side, pulling it down...nothing. To lift it up from its place she needed some leverage. Luckily she worked out how to do that. Hook the other paw just above it, that allowed her to pull the fabric tight and unhook claw number one.

Only she now had claw number two stuck only slightly higher. No worries - she knew exactly how to release it. Other claw in just above, pull tight, unhook claw. Ah - now the first claw was once more stuck. Happily she knew how to release that. Claw in just above..

Now I was keen to see just how high Josie would get before realising the fatal flaw in her strategy. Mum has a softer heart than me and went vand unhooked Josie so she could get on with enjoying her evening. She didn't care that she had just spoiled my entertainment.


The mighty hunter strikes again

March 25th 2013 11:40 pm
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We were having a very happy evening. Mum was telling me the wonderful news about my diary having been picked once again which is a great honour. Also she was reading out the lovely things that people had said about me in my latest picture. My mum tells me I am handsome but she sort of has to (it comes in a human's job spec when they take on a cat) so I felt very special to hear that from other cats.

Then mum noticed a dark prescence lurking in the back of my lair.

"What's that in your lair Toby?" she asked.

I glanced in. "Some fiendish prey that I caught on my latest hunting trip and brought back for later."

She went closer. "Mind out," I called, "I may have only stunned it. It could come to and strike out."

She reached her hand in and pulled it out.

"Where did you get my sock?" Then she looked at the laundry rack with clothes all hanging to dry and now an odd number of socks. "Oh I see."

"It took some subduing that one but I was fearless," I told her. "You don't know what happens when you aren't here to supervise."

Anyway mum decided to ignore my warnings and dice with danger and the sock is now back hanging with its mate on the rack. But it had better not try anything again. Mum was lucky I was here to capture it the
last time!


Mum abandoned us in the snow

March 24th 2013 11:47 pm
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OK - we weren't actually out there as such but it was really cold inside the flat and we had no mum all weekend to cuddle up with to keep warm.

Friday had started so well as mum didn't go to work and we were playing and being happy and she was tidying up and then suddenly - Big Bag. Noooooooo!

And off she went and after she had gone snow started falling outside. She didn't come back until last night. Even then she was rushing around. She took some chocolates to next door to thank them for feeding us although I would have thought the honour and chance to earn my undying gratitude would be enough.

Then she changed the sheets on her bed and I helped while Josie just darted round like a loony cat. Mum said that she always used to change the linen before she went away but she read that cats like to have the smell of their people on the bed when their people are away. She asked me if that was true.

If she really cared about my preferences on the matter she wouldn't go away in the first place so I refused to answer.

Anyway Josie and I have forgiven her. Josie slept for hours on her lap last night and we both took a turn snuggling with her at bedtime and that was good.

And she says she will only work four days this week as it will be Easter weekend so no work Friday. Hoorah!!


At last - my pictures

March 22nd 2013 12:49 am
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Happy news from Catster HQ and I am back in full Plus mode and mum can upload my pictures. They sent a lovely friendly message and I told mum to send a headrub back.

"Is that with or without dribble?"

"Definitely with as those are my happiest".

Mum said she didn't know why I was so bothered anyway as I never sharpen my claws on it anyway. Oh don't I? I could soon put her in the wrong so I jumped up into it and did some energetic claw action. That showed her.

She looked at me with mild bemusement. "I think you're meant to be sharpening them on the string not the fluffy part" she commented but she doesn't have proper claws so I don't think her opinion counts.

Yesterday evening got even better. One of mum's friends sends us Dreamies every time she sees them on sale and yesterday was just such a day. Two more bags of deliciousness. Then we did lots of good playing - some with our new toy, some with Da Bird.

I was so happy by bed time that I had to keep waking my mum up to purr for her. Funny how something so lovely can make her so grumpy. When she tried to hide her head under the duvet I just purred harder and tried to pull her out with a well aimed claw and she squealed with the excitement of it all.

I love my life!


My sheep has an added feature

March 20th 2013 11:46 pm
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Mum said she was very tired last night after work so she and Josie settled down for a snoozle on the sofa. I let them sleep awhile but then I wanted to play with my sheep. I tapped him and this is where the clever part comes in. He is fitted with a bell. When I tapped him the bell tinkled.

Mum woke up. Tinkle, tinkle. Mum knew I wanted to play and turfed Josie off her legs and game on! I have a sheep fitted with a mum summoning device. How cool is that! (And don't be sad for Josie. She joined in and we had a top evening.)

But mum reckoned she was still a little tired and what she felt like doing was her jigsaw. Now we first saw this before Christmas - a picture cut into 1000 pieces that she was trying to fix. Despite my help she didn't get much done that first time.

I would like to report that she carried on working diligently and got it finished but the reality is she folded it in its portapuzzle and that's the last we saw of it until yesterday evening.

She carried it out and unfolded the portapuzzle; she straightened out the pieces and picked off the kitty litter stones.

"OK cats," she said, "you have beaten me this time. It's been folded up, there's foam sheets, I haven't opened it once. How did you get kitty litter in it?"

A cat's ability to spread litter in unlikely and inaccessible places is one of our many amazing gifts and there was no way we were going to tell her how we do it. Cats are simply geniuses and that's all she needs to know.


I got my sheep

March 19th 2013 11:39 pm
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Last night we had one of those brief moments when it wasn't too cold to go out and it wasn't raining so I was in the garden fending off dragons and mum was cooking her supper. I heard someone coming to the front door so I ran to be let in my door in case mum needed protecting from them.

But it was my friend Alison - and she had brought my sheep toy. Hoorah. Mum got everything on to cook and then took the tags off and started flipping him about. She looked like she was enjoying herself so much neither Josie nor I liked to interrupt.

"Come on Cats - join in," she pleaded but we preferred to spectate. There was some muttering about the foolish and unpredictable nature of cats and then she went and got her supper off the stove.

While she was eating it Josie and I went to vestigate the sheep. It has catnip in and smells pretty good and we started trying to make it dance about like it had been but it just lay there.

"Make it move," I demanded of my mum.

Seh sighed. "When I am finished eating," she said rather unhelpfully.

Anyway the story has a happy ending as mum did finish her supper and did make the sheep bounce about again and I got to chase it and Josie got to watch me chasing it (It is my birthday present after all!) So that was a pretty cool evening. The only bad thing is that Catster HQ still haven't sorted out my Catster Plus Subscription so I still can't load my new photos.


My empty bowl

March 18th 2013 11:40 pm
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Mondays are always a rush when my mum comes home from work as she has to feed us, feed herself, get changed and go to her dance class. That means neglected cats which is just wrong although we do our best to cope.

Last night a real emergency happened - my biscuit bowl was empty. "Mum," I called. She was washing up. "What?" she asked. "Mum," I called louder.

She looked and could plainly see one empty bowl and one hungry cat.

"In a minute," she said shaking her sudsy hands, "I'll just finish the dishes."

But I was so hungry. There were no biscuits left at all, not even crumbs. But I could smell where they had been. That delicious aroma of duck, turkey and vegetables hardened into tasty pellet form for my delight. Where there was scent there had to be flavour surely. I started licking the empty bowl. Mmm, jsut enough to tickle my taste buds.

Mum looked at me licking my empty bowl and said, "Toby - that is pathetic" but that was her fault.

Anyway she took pity on me and filled my bowl again and so we are friends again. And now it's Tuesday so no rush this evening (hopefully!)


Our new scratching post

March 17th 2013 11:39 pm
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Mum went shopping and came back with a box. "It was a good price," she said "so I thought it was worth a shot."

Then she opened the box. "Drat - self-assembly. I hate that." But with Josie's help she managed to put it together. I'm not sure she would have managed it without Josie to tap at the pieces she thought mum would need next and to test the robustness as mum went along.

"Ta Da" said mum when she was done. We both had a go in the box it had come in but neither of us were that keen to get near the new thing. "Look at the cat on the box - it looks really happy to be with its scratching post" she said encouragingly. But I pointed out that it was either an unusually small cat or a photoshop job and mum lookec closer and said she thinks photoshop.

Through the day mum made various attempts to get us near it but we were having none of it. Until last night that is. Mum dangled Da Bird on it and I couldn't resist. I climbed up. "Hey - this is OK." It is all soft and furry. I curled myself up and fitted perfectly so I had a snooze.

"You're meant to be sharpening your claws on it," said mum.

"And ruin such a comfy sleep spot? No way!"

So mum wondered aloud if all her money and hard work had just made me another place to sleep and I do have plenty of those. That's true but another one is always welcome.

She did take some photos so you could all see me but when she tried to load them on my page it said we couldn't as we have too many. If we wanted more we would have to upgrade to Catster Plus. But we are aleady Catster Plus kitties. So mum sent a message to Catster HQ and once that is sorted you can see our new snoozy spot.

Other than that it was a pretty perfect weekend. I like a rainy one as I can easily replace all the pawprints that mum spends much of her time removing and I like snuggles on the sofa while mum reads her book.


Just looking

March 14th 2013 11:38 pm
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All this cold has made me really appreciate my mum. She plays games with us and feeds us and loves us. It's important, of course, to show your love and appreciation back.

So mum went to bed last night and I gave her lots of snuggles and headrubs (and only dribbled a little bit). She works a bit like a slot machine. She says, "Toby - I must sleep" and the hand goes to rest by her side. I tap her with a paw and the tap produces more stroking, then stop, hand gone, paw tap and so on.

In the end though she looked very tired so I let her be. I was just looking at her all peaceful and sleepy. I watched and after a while her eyes opened again. "I can't sleep with you staring at me like that. I keep expecting the paw."

"I am only looking at you. I like to do that."

She closed her eyes again and I carried on looking. Eyes open again. "Toby - just go and do something like a normal cat."

I sighed. She likes to watch us sleep; I'm not sure why it's such a big deal for me to watch over her. (And another thing - why give us a delicious tuna fish dinner and then complain about my tuna breath?)

In the end I did go to my chair as she kept opening her eyes and looking at me and it wasn't very restful for either of us. Sometimes I think I will never understand people!


Perils of fat cats

March 13th 2013 11:43 pm
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It is still bitterly cold out so yesterday I had a happy evening indoors. We played with Da Bird until we were all tired out. Then I sat next to mum and Josie sat on the back of the sofa by mum's head and mum was watching something that was making her laugh and we were cosy as can be. I was also very happy as I was a Catster Pick of the Day which made me feel extra special. It was a perfect evening.

Then mum told us a story a friend had told her at work. They had been sitting enjoying just such a cosy evening earlier this week when they suddenly felt an icy cold rush of air. All the windows were shut - where could it be coming from?

When they went to look they found that their cat had been coming in through his flap but he' to say this nicely ...he likes his dinner and there is plenty of him to prove that fact. His ample girth had been too much for the little door and he had brought the whole thing in with him.

Don't worry - the cat had wriggled out. He was fine. They just found the door lying in the middle of the floor and a gap where it had been. And they were able to fix it which is good as cats hate draughts.

He is now on a diet.

I laughed as I am a slim thing and I keep Josie trim too by eating her food and chasing her around. I try and do the same for mum as she could stand to lose a few pounds (although she's never taken a door out to be fair) but she doesn't let me take her food.

The cat involved is a tabby boy and mum did say that she has known quite a few tabbies who just seemed to end up big and cuddly. I said "us black cats not so much" but mum reminded me that whilst my real mum was a petite black kitty my dad was a tabby of unknown size so she says not to take anything for granted.

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