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Happy cat Josie

July 9th 2014 10:39 pm
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Josies' top favourite game of all is when my mum gets one of those sticks with feathers on the end and wiggles it under the duvet and Josie pounces on it. She could play that all day.

Indeed she gets so excited she has to run in little circles between pounces just to stop the excitement bubbles lifting her off the bed. Actually sometimes they do and she runs off and mum doesn't understand. "I thought you were having fun."

And Josie runs back and leaps back on the bed. "I am," she cries, and then, "Don't you ever feel so happy you have to run in circles?"

Mum gave Josie a scratch on the head and smiled, "Actually I do. Feel that way, I mean, I rarely do the running part. It would surprise them at work."

And people think we are odd. Cats rarely give any thought to what others might think - if it feels good we do it.

It's good to be back on Catster. We couldn't get on yesterday and even though it was only a day we missed it.


Being a well-groomed boy

July 7th 2014 10:37 pm
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When it's all sunny and warm I love to roam and hunt. When I came in yesterday my mum laughed at me, "What's all that on your fur?" she asked, trying to brush it off.

Well, how embarrasing! I had picked up hundreds of grass seeds. No problem, cats' tongues are designed for this. Patiently I worked my way along my body, lick to seed, detach, spit seed on chair. By the end I was sitting in pretty much a ring of grass seeds and was once again my handsome black self.

Time to go back out.

My mum sighed as she scooped up the seeds, "Off to get more?" she asked.

That's never exactly the plan, it just happens. Nature's camouflage for us mighty hunters. The mousies never see us coming!


Mostly a happy weekend

July 6th 2014 10:26 pm
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My favourite part was snoozing in a sunbeam, doesn't it feel good to stretch out all warm and toasty?! And Josie liked it when mum came back from her church cream tea - and yes, there was some cream left over and yes, mum had brought some back and she let Josie have a couple of licks. I like cream but Josie is a particular cream freak so she was happy.

My least favourite part - you've guessed it - mum went to play with Jasper both days. She likes the way he squeaks when he jumps off chairs and she likes his dinky face and his rumbly purrs and she....

"We do not need a kitten," I told her firmly.

Much to my relief she agreed. "You two were just as cute and look what monsters you've turned in to. I couldn't handle another one."

Which was sort of good.

She is back off to the Fracture Clinic this morning but I think they'll be happy as she is doing hardly any of the "OW!" when she walks.


Loving the summer

July 3rd 2014 10:37 pm
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Yesterday was a wonderfully warm and sunny day, hoorah! I love to be out and about in the warm.

My mum is strange - she draws the curtains while she's out and mutters, "I'll never sleep tonight in this heat." The heat never stops us but mum kicks off her duvet and sighs a lot.

Indeed last night my mum woke and said, "It feels like I have a thick fur blanket on.....oh...hello Josie" and Josie purred for it was she, draped thoughtfully over mum, having noticed the lack of a cover on mum.

In the winter mum loves a Josie snuggle but it seems she is less welcome now it's warmer.

Josie had earlier seen my mum parking her car and was expecting her straight in when mum was distracted by a knocking on next door's window. Victoria was holding up little Jasper and there was much discussion of his general gorgeousness through the window while poor Josie waited sadly for her own admiration. There she was, sitting in her own window, looking, I am sure, very lovely but it's all kittens, kittens, kittens here at the moment.

Mum has promised not to get one but I don't like all this talk.


Exploring uncharted lands

July 2nd 2014 10:46 pm
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I love our garden. I like looking for mice in the long grass at the back and I like the trees where the birdies sit. But sometimes a cat feels the need to travel further and I have made an exciting discovery.

Beyond our garden there is a garage and if you walk over that roof you come down ito an amazing garden, an overgrown wilderness, bounteous in wildlife catching opportunities. I have explored it throughly and made notes of what are to be my best hunting positions.

Given that these are strange foreign lands, out of sight of home, I was very surprised when my mum asked me how I had got on there. Sometimes in the news they talk of a surveillance society but I had no idea it extended to cats.

Turns out my friend Dee could see me from her flat window and reported all to mum. Her garden is next to the one I was exploring. (I peered in hers but she cuts back all the green and keeps it neat which is a lot less fun.)

This is going to be a great summer!! (Having said that I am making sure I pop back regularly so mum doesn't start wondering if she doesn't need a kitten after all!)


More Jasper Kitten

July 1st 2014 10:47 pm
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When mum got home last night there was a note for her from next door. They were out for the evening - could she go and love Jasper for a while to keep him company?

I would like to say that my mum responds to all requests for help with such undiluted glee but they don't all involve kittens so that wouldn't be true. She put down our dinner and she was gone.

She returned some time later, smelling of kitten and once again full of how cute he is, how he purred non-stop, how dainty his mew, how tiny his paws and on and on it went. She had left him chowing down his kitten chunks with a not so dainty appetite.

"Ah, kitten chunks" I reminisced, hoping to remind her that I was her cutie-pie kitten once, "How I loved those."

She gave me that look. "You refused to eat them. Straight on to big boy cat food for you. Luckily Josie liked the kitten size food."

I've been giving her lots of affection as I don't want her thinking we need a kitten here. It's bad enough sharing with Josie.


Things that are not cool

June 30th 2014 10:26 pm
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Josie always gets pretty excited at dawn. When the light wakes her she springs up and does her Morning Happy Dance and is so excited that the miracle has happened again - we have another day. Then she goes to tell my mum in case she hasn't already woken up and seen it for herself.

For two terrible mornings at the weekend she woke up and found no mum so she is even more hyper than usual to find mum in her own bed where she belongs. This is not cool. She's even been sitting on mum's lap and mum goes, "Awww! I missed you too."

Not cool, Josie, not cool.

Also not cool is my mum. She came bounding in last night and said, "I must go next door. They have a kitten."

She was gone one hundred hours and came back all gooey and all he is so cute and so tiny and so perfect. He is tabby and called Jasper and ten weeks old and has little paws and a tiny meow ..... and on and on she went. I was a kitten once you know!

So I'm the only sensible one left in the house. Sighs. I better go out before I turn peculier too.


Mum went away again

June 29th 2014 10:38 pm
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I was good to my mum - there were headrubs, there were snuggles, there was even a bird. You'll be expecting to read that she showered me with gifts and gratitude all weekend.

But you would be wrong. So wrong (shakes head sadly.)

For she abandoned us. Big Bag appeared and she was off. We were only saved from starvation by the kindly intervention of our neighbours bringing much needed rations.

She came back last night. She had been in Norfolk staying there. She said they set up an armchair with a footstool and blanket so she could rest her foot so all she had to do was hobble from chair to kitchen for meals, back to chair and then to bed.

"I felt..." a pause while my mum considered how this had been, "well, like a cat. Soft comfy place to food to soft, comfy place and no obligations."

Is that how she sees us? To think of all the dragons and griffins I have saved her from and she thinks I just sleep and eat.

Although she may have a point with Josie.


Sometimes I love my mum

June 26th 2014 10:43 pm
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It rained and rained last night. I was out when it started and had to make a run for it. I came in all soggy and my mum made me feel all warmedly as she dried me off.

We didn't mind being indoors last night at all. Mum lay in bed with her book and I snuggled down on her legs and Josie on her chest and we listened to the rain and were cosy as can be.

"Am I just some kind of kitty mattress?" asked my mum.

"So much better than that," I assured her. She looked pleased. "You're warmer than the mattress." She looked disgruntled and Josie had to do lots of purring before our mattress....I mean our mum...settled down again.

I didn't sleep on my chair last night preferring to stay close to mum and this morning I gave her the ultimate proof that I love her and she's more than just a mattress - I caught her a bird. I think she wants to save it for later as she's not letting me bring it in just yet. She is odd.


Scary flying thing

June 25th 2014 10:49 pm
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In the winter staying in at night makes perfect sense - snuggling where it's warm and cosy, listening to the rain is delightful. But in the summer not so! The evening gets deliciously cool and exciting and cats should prowl but our mum keeps us in. She reckons she couldn't sleep if she didn't know we are safe but I think she could.

Anyway last night out we pinged when she came back late evening. Now this was more like it, sniffing round the shadows. We had no intention of coming in even though she called and rattled our dinner bowls. It's not like she could catch us - not even normally and specially not now she's hop-a-long.

But then there was a strange rattling noise from the sky, getting closer and closer, louder than any dragon I even saw. It came closer and we could see a massive flying thing coming after us. It flew to and fro searching for us kitties. We both ran as fast as we could indoors.

Mum shut the door fast and laughed. "It's just a helicopter," she said, "Probably the police."

Josie and I looked at each other. She called the police on us! She really is serious about bedtime. She swears she didn't and it was just coincidence but we were definitely safer in and out of its sights.

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