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The box

November 19th 2013 10:38 pm
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Mum and Josie have had something of a falling out. You see Josie just couldn't seem to settle to sleep last night. She wanted to be on the pillow next to my mum; she wanted to be under the covers; she wanted a snack; she wanted to perch on my mum...on it went.

At first mum sounded Ok and there were strokes and tender words but by the end mum was muttering "Just go to sleep!!" Josie was hurt by this so they are not best friends.

I mention the box because it arrived yesterday. It came from the Cats Protection League and has wrapping paper and cards and some Christmassy things in which is pretty exciting and of course we all love a box.

This morning Josie jumped in the box and mum looked at her. "Don't tempt me. I could just seal it up and send you back!"

I laughed but mum said not to think she wouldn't put me in there too. Ah yes - the bowl incident. When my breakfast is particularly delicious I find myself wondering if Josie has the same so I have to go and check and eat some of hers. So mum gives her mine. But then I wonder if I left too much and have made a bad swap so back I go and mum gives Josie her original bowl back. And then I wonder..and this can go on a while as it did yesterday and my mum gets fed up of moving bowls.

I'm fairly sure we aren't really going to be put in a box and sent away but I've been giving my mum extra love this morning to be on the safe side!


Mum's training ongoing

November 18th 2013 10:33 pm
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We have our mum mostly trained but not completely as she demonstrated this morning.

Us cats like routine. We feel all safe and secure when A follows B and then we have C. In the morning A for mum is our breakfast. We have that before anything else happens. B is mum's shower (it's very odd but she prefers to wash that way). Then..

"Meow," I said firmly, looking up at her as she was inn the kitchen.

"What do you want Tobes?" she asked. I know! She had to ask. It was so obvious.

"Meow," I repeated, rather more crossly.

She ran through her checklist. "You've had your breakfast, the door is unlocked if you want to go outside, what is it?"

"You KNOW what I want!" I was getting really grumpy.

She looked at me blankly and carried on making her breakfast. More training definitely needed.

At last her breakfast was ready and she walked in the sitting room and sat down. I jumped up by her side and leaned towards her.

"It's snuggle time," I gave her kitty kisses and purred and purred. Thta's what I was waiting for, my stroksies and tummy rubs. I really really needed my love and mum had just been dollying about in the kitchen. That's no way to treat a Catster Cat, much less one that had been specially selected for honours!!

We are fond of her but she isn't always very bright.


I love visitors

November 17th 2013 10:42 pm
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On Friday we were all ready when Troy and Nahid arrived only when the knock came at the door Josie got shy and ran off under mum's bed. Being a concientous cat I stayed to be the host.

So I had to accept all the admiration, the treats they had brought and play with the many toys they had brought too (mice, laser pointer, fishing rod toy - all in a big bag with rustly tissue paper!). It's a tough job but somecat had to do it!!

Naturally they were very admiring of my big eyes and sleek fur and we had lots of fun. Then Josie dared peer in from the hall so they could see her.

She was just a kitten when they found her but she has grown into a beautiful cat they said. Mum said the best thing would be to ignore her and she would come in when she felt safe to do so so that meant lots more attention for me!

Josie did come in and let them touch her but that was about it.

So in the end away they went, happy that Josie has a loving home and pleased to have met me and they left all the toys and treats.

Then very early Saturday morning Josie remembered all the things she had wanted to show them like how she chases her own tail and how fast she can run and how quickly she pounces so showed me amd mum. I enjoyed the show but mum kept muttering about it being 4am and sleepy time. Mum gets grumpy if you wake her up, yet she strokes us when we're sleeping and we don't get grumpy back.


We're having visitors

November 14th 2013 11:34 pm
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Mum was rushing around tidying up and that's usually a Friday evening job.

"We're having some very special visitors this evening" she told us.

I thought I knew who this would be.

"We're having an At Home for all the Catster cats! Brilliant!!" I said.

But mum laughed. "That would be fun but they mostly live too far away. It's people."

So I started listing all my people friends wondering who it might be but mum told me I've never met them, "but Josie has" she added.

Given that Josie is prone to hiding when people come but I'm the sociable one I couldn't imagine who that might be. Neither could Josie at first but then she guessed.

"It's Nahid and Troy," she said and mum said yes it is.

When Josie met Troy she was a very hungry little homeless cat scavanging for food in a supermarket car park. He works for the supermarket and when he saw her he knew she needed a home so took her to safety. Nahid is his mum and between them they got Josie all cleaned up and well fed. Their cats didn't take to Josie which is how she came to live here with my mum. They haven't seen Josie since then.

Mum hopes they'll be happy with how well Josie is and how much she is loved.

"And they'll like to meet me too," I pointed out and mum says they love all cats so yes, they will.

They are coming after work this evening so that's pretty exciting for us. Mum says to practice being on our best behaviour all day. I do that best with my eyes shut!


My mum was wrong

November 13th 2013 10:46 pm
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We were enjoying cosy night in, me, Josie and my mum - all nestled close together on the sofa and my mum said, "I want a cup of tea but I don't want Josie to take my place." Josie hates to see warm wasted and will jump down to where mum was sitting pretty much as soon as my mum stands up.

Then my mum put her book down right in the middle of the comfy cushion she was sitting on, looked Josie in the eye and said, "I'm sitting there." Off she trotted to the kitchen.

Josie peered down from her vantage point on the back of the sofa and considered that statement.

"She's not, is she?" came Josie's verdict. "I mean she was but now she isn't," and down Josie jumped. She sniffed mum's book. "Looks pretty comfy," and Josie settled herself down on top of mum's book and curled up into that "I've been asleep for hours, you can't possibly move me" pose that us cats do so well.

Mum walked back in, steaming mug in hand. She looked at Josie and the corners of the book, poking out under Josie's fur. "So now I've lost my book and my seat. That didn't work out so well" was her comment.

Our mum is well-trained - and has other books - so she took herself off to the other end of the sofa and left Josie to it Being a cat rocks!


Call me Tobeey

November 12th 2013 10:45 pm
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When my mumm came home yesterday she was carrying some pieces of paper with string dangling down. Actually Josie was the first to notice and to start batting it about.

"What are they?" I asked. Mum picked them up to show me. That delighted Josie as the string snaked away from her.

What I saw was a colouful picture of a very smiling cat and at the top was written Tobeey.

"I think that's you," said my mum. "Madison drew them. That's not quite how we spell your name but she's had a good go."

Madison is my mum's manager's little girl. She loves cats and she loves to draw and I like the way she spells my name.

Then there was one of Josie which is a much harder name to spell and we're not quite sure what letters we're looking at there but Josie has a wonderful smile too and six legs which Josie thinks she would rather like in real life too so she could outrun me.

And mum has Disney Princess stickers and ribbon instead of string.

And then my mum said, "And now it's supper time" and I thought how happy my home is and what lucky cats we are and a purr rumbled out of me.


More odd people behaviour

November 11th 2013 10:38 pm
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With our insurance we get a magazine that my mum reads cover to cover - even the bits about dogs and rabbits. It arrived this week so last night my mum was happily cooing over the animal stories when she said, "Awww! You love me really."

"We do?" I asked. Then caught her eye. "We do. Of course. How does the magazine know that?"

"They did an experiment on cats," she started.

I looked at her aghast.

"It sounds OK," she was quick to reassure me. "The cats were in their own homes. They played recording of voices to the cats and the voices they liked the best were those of their own family."

So people really did this apparently. It does make you wonder. Of course we like our own people voices the best. We have many lovely visitors but they rarely say, "And now it's suppertime" so their voices aren't as good as mum's who says that every day.

Although when my mum sings any voice would be better!!


Mum makes plans and we laugh

November 10th 2013 11:11 pm
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Mum said there were two things she wanted to do at the weekend. (1) Finally finish her jigsaw and (2) get a photo of Josie and me together for our Christmas Card.

Challenge accepted!

She did spend time on her jigsaw. I helped lots of course and finally she had the last spare piece in her hand.

"That's not right," she said. "There's two gaps. There's a piece missing." And she looked all round. Under me and everything else on the table, on the floor, behind the curtains, behind the table but we had hidden it too well. I mean, it was a mystery and had vanished. My mum had 999 pieces of her 1000 piece jigsaw.

"Drat," she said, "but I have finished all I have." And then what do you think she did, after all those months of putting the picture together? Broke it back into 999 pieces! I will never understand people.

As for our photo. No. We did enjoy being close to each other and darting apart as soon as we heard the whirr of the camera opening and mum muttering about us being contrary cats. We want individual cards, We don't want to share.



November 7th 2013 10:45 pm
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When it's cold and I don't want to play outside I like to chase Josie. When she's had enough I like my mum to amuse me - maybe Da Bird, maybe the laser pointer, maybe some new game. I'm pretty easy to please really.

Last night - Da Bird. How I love that game. How I leap! How I jump! How I defy the laws of gravity in a balletic display of grace! How I thunked.....

Bang! So intent on Da Bird fluttering irrisistably just out of reach was I that I didn't see how close to the unit I had got until I hit it.

"Ooooooh" said my mum. "Ooooooh" said my insides.

I continued my path to behind the armchair to re-group. Hm. Nothing brokened. Good.

I emerged for my applause.

"Poor Toby," said my mum. "Are you OK?"

I lay down to consider this. Being thunked is surprisingly tiring. I gradually started to close my eyes.

"Toby! Oh my gosh!" said my mum and ran with pleasing haste to my side and stroked me.

"What?" I asked, giving her a playful bat with my paw.

"I thought you had knocked yourself out there."

"Nah! Didn't hurt. Shall we continue?" Up to my feet and ready to pounce.

So we did. It takes more than a thunking to stop me.


Happier cats

November 6th 2013 10:45 pm
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Last night there were hardly any bangs at all. Josie and I celebrated in proper cat style - lots of running around and leaping, chasing each other into every corner of the flat. It was brilliant.

Then we were sleepy so we each had a comfy place in the sitting room and we curled up.

But then, through our dreams, came an enticing sound. Oh yes - my mum was having another go at her jigsaw. She must need feline assistance. Never slow at stepping forward we both jumped up on the table and on to the jigsaw to see how best we could help.

"You were both fast asleep," commented my mum. "Please go back and be fast asleep again."

After a few perfunctory paw swipes Josie did but I'm made of sterner stuff.

"I'll just finish off this corner for you," I suggested. I thought my mum had it wrong so started taking the pieces apart.

"Stop that," said my mum. I continued. A hand pushed me back, rather rudely I thought. I sneaked a paw under the hand and continued.

"Toby!" a low warning tone but I was a cat on a mission. One more go and I really could sort that corner out. Mum pushed my paw back again so I bit her. Not hard, a friendly warning really.

I had forgotten how she feels about being bitten.

Out of nowhere I found two hands round my middle and I was swept off the table and placed on the floor. Yes, I felt a bit humiliated. Luckily I know what to do when I feel small and off I trotted.

"And leave Josie be!" came the command. But I always feel better after I beat her up..

Cats never lose arguments. I jumped back on the table, curled up on the jigsaw and shut my eyes firmly. I wasn't interfering but I was most decidedly part of the action. That worked for me.

Mum continued around me.

The jigsaw is not yet complete but mum says she is determined to have it done before Christmas so we have more fun with that yet!

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