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Double Dinner

December 19th 2013 10:38 pm
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Yesterday was our normal routine. Mum home from work, open the front door, pop out for a quick sniff round then back in for dinner.

Mum dished up and placed two bowls on the floor. I looked around. Two Bowls; One Cat. Result!! I ate from one then the other then back again and no being told off or having to push Josie out of the way. This was nearly as good as the whole eating cream thing.

Then mum walked in the kitchen.

"Where's the Poppet?" she asked, looking all round.

I would have replied but I was busy making the most of her absence.

Mum opened the front door again and went out and seconds later Josie ran in. While they've been decorating upstairs they have brought things out and stacked them in the drive and Josie had been investigating.

"So it's not just to annoy Josie that you eat from two bowls," mum commented. "What would happen if I put three out?"

We should definitely find out!


We can help with that one!!

December 18th 2013 10:40 pm
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My mum was making her supper when she noticed something at the back of the fridge. A small pot. A small pot of cream. She peeled back the lid and looked in.

"Hm," she said. "There's a tiny bit left from the weekend."

She sniffed it. "It's Ok but does need finishing up."

Now I am as fond of cream as the next cat but Josie really goes crazy for it. She was winding round my mum's feet saying very clearly that she would be extremely happy to help with the finishing up.

But selfishly mum decided she would whip it up and make later on make a big mug of hot chocolate and have the cream on top.

Now there wasn't very much so mum used a little bowl and a tiny whisk and sat on the sofa while she whipped. This was too much for poor Josie - the cream so nearly in reach. Every time she thought she was there my mum moved the bowl out of reach - to the left, to the right, up high, down low. Surely she would not torture Josie so and not give her any..

Eventually it was whipped. It did take a while with all that moving about. Mum made the cocoa, spooned the cream on top and then - yey! a little bit for me and a little bit for Josie. It was heavenly. And thus we helped mum finish it all up. There wasn't a drop left. In fact there was hardly any pattern left on Josie's saucer as she licked it so thoroughly to get all the cream.

We were an extremely contented pair of cats last night - and mum seemed pretty happy with hers too. Mmmm!


Josie lap cat

December 17th 2013 10:36 pm
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What Josie likes is a flat comfy lap but she'll work with what's available. Yesterday my mum was writing cards and had her feet up on the sofa so her legs were sloping.

Josie was there before mum had a chance to move and carefully settled her limbs so she was sort of wedged in place and gave a great sigh.

Mum rubbed her head. "Are you comfy there Poppet?"

"Oh yes," replied Josie.

"Then please can you tell your tail?"

For all of Josie was relaxed but her tail was swishing grumpily. Our tails are usually pretty good indicators of what's really going on for us.

This went on for awhile and mum decided to try and move her legs so the whole of Josie could be happy but Josie doesn't like mum moving around when she's on her lap so she went off in a huff.

Mum says cats are weird but what's with the whole not making a proper lap in the first place. I don't like a lap but mum knows Josie does!


We can't wait for Christmas

December 16th 2013 10:36 pm
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I was just having a good sniff of our presents. There's no rule that says you can't sniff to guess. I noticed a small flap of torn paper on one of them. A-ha! How would it be if this small scrap got a little bit bigger - with a tiny bit of encouragement from me?

Claws and teeth are ideal for this kind of job and I set to work pulling at the paper. I would be in the parcel in no time.

"Toby!" said my mum. "You have to wait until Christmas. Honestly! Cats have no concept of self-restraint."

That is what her words said. She took the parcel from me, rather meanly.

"Anyway it's one for me."

And, having said all that she had just said, I couldn't help but notice that she took a sneaky peek through where I had been working at the paper. It seems mums aren't so hot on the whole self-restraint thing either!

Eight days to go and all this being good stuff is really hard.


Dinner Guests

December 15th 2013 10:45 pm
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We had friends visiting for dinner on Saturday. We knew something was up because my mum started housework first thing and she doesn't normally do that. Josie and I got very tired supervising everything because mum was changing things around.

When she laid the table I jumped up on it to check she was putting the cutlery right.

"Do that when my friends come," said my mum, "Everyone likes to see a cat on the dining table." At least I think that's what she said, there might have been some don'ts and nots in there too but I hate to be negative!

When people started arriving mum was putting nibblies out in bowls - checking them off as she did so - "Christmas tree shaped tortilla chips. Nutty things. Salsa dip."

My friend Dee was watching me. "Toby looks like he's expecting something."

I was. Surely a bowl would appear with fishy crunchy things for Toby. But it didn't.

Then I remembered my instructions and jumped up on the table to show how well it had been laid. Mum was saying, "I have no idea what he's doing there. He knows he's not allowed" but I know no such thing.

Later they played a game and Josie joined in. Mum won't play board games with us because she says we cheat. We don't. It's just sometimes the dice rolls wrong and you have to pat it about a few times to get the right number so Josie was helpfully doing that.

We like having dinner guests as they always admire us and also the next day my mum was really tired so we had lots of happy sleepy times all together on the sofa. This is a good day!


Uh oh! Now I have to be good!

December 12th 2013 11:12 pm
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I was banking on Josie being the good cat and snabbling her gifts but she has turned naughty.

First there was the parading round in mum's vest and she's been bad again.

Yesterday she scrambled up on a shelf to inspect the Christmas cards proudly displayed. Now Josie doesn't read too well but she can pick out her own name. She walked carefully all the way along the shelf peering in to each and every card but failed to see a single mention of either of us, just mum's name receiving the festive wishes.

So she turned around and with with one devastating sweep of her tail sent all the cards flying to the floor. Now there would be room for our cards - or at least cards from those friends who know mum enough to mention us.

I couldn't help noticing mum looked less than happy with that development so quickly rushed over to be a good cat and redress the balance. Apparently it's hard to eat your supper and rub your cat's head at the same time but that's not really my problem. I was being nice- did you see that Sandy Claws?


Haunted House

December 11th 2013 10:38 pm
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We had a real live ghost in our home yesterday. Mum and I both saw the small white wraith as it glided silently across the hall.

"What the heck was that?" asked my mum. She had just caught it out of the corner of her eye.

With more courage than common sense she set off to find out and a few minutes later I heard her laughing.

Turns out it was Josie but not in her usual tortie colours.

In the cold my mum often wears thermal vests which she says are very light to wear and keep her cosy-snug. Now if there is one creature who likes cosy-snug it's Josie. That crazy cat had seen one of mum's vests hanging on the airer drying, had slipped her head through the neck of the vest and walked off wearing it - creating one small white spectre.

Normally we hate any stuff round our necks and if anything gets caught there it's major panic time but Josie said this was surprisingly comfortable and she was sorry when my mum took it off her but mum said it might catch on something - and it was her vest anyway - so Josie had to go back to the favoured sleeping over a warm pipe method of keeping warm.


Mum went shopping

December 10th 2013 10:35 pm
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She was late home last night so we were worried about her.

"I had two very important missions," she explained.

"Did you buy us kitty food?" I aaked.

"Yes," she replied and all was pretty much forgiven then...wait a minute... what is that? She reached down, picked it up and brought it in so I could get a better look. Just to be on the safe side I retreated to a safe distance and let Josie take the first sniff.

"It's a tree," she declared, "You can come out now Toby."

I wasn't hiding, I wasn't. I was just letting it be Ladies First.

So yes, we have our Christmas Tree. Mum hasn't decorated it yet but she will.

Mum also had a mystery long stick which she reckons is a curtain pole. She said if she put it up in the kitchen we could have a curtain over the door to keep the warm in. I think she's forgotten that we have our door there. How would we get in if there was a curtain in the way? Luckily DIY isn't xactly her thing so we probably won't have to worry. t


December 9th 2013 10:39 pm
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Normally when my mum goes to work it's time for Josie and me to catch up on our beauty sleep as it's all peaceful. Then we can be sure to be full of beans when she comes home and needs entertaining.

Yesterday we hardly got any sleep at all. Upstairs was all crash, bang, whallop! Surely they found the source of our leak with all that.

When my mum came home we were saying to her, "You won't believe..." and she was saying "You won't believe what's outside - pretty much all the kitchen." They had dismantled the units and they were all piled up in the garden.

We are getting a new neighbour and it seems the landlord has taken the chance of upstairs being empty to do some refurb. I hope our new neighbour likes cats a lot but doesn't have one; my mum hopes they are quiet - but agrees liking cats wouldn't be a bad thing. All the best people like cats!

I hope we get more sleep today though.


Back in Sandy Claws Good Books

December 8th 2013 10:36 pm
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I hope! I have been being helpful.

On Friday my mum was cleaning out the fridge and Josie and I helped by hanging around offering to eat up anything she found in there that would be nice in a cat's tummy. She kept pushing us away but we like to help.

Then she made some more Christmas cards. I was relieved as she didn't seem to have made enough for all my Catster friends to have one each.

But apparently these were for her friends instead and I did try and help but she was all, "Mind the glue Toby" and "Those are still drying Toby" and "Keep out of the glitter Toby" and "I SAID - mind the glue Toby" so not much fun at all.

She says we'll put a picture of Josie and my card on my page and wish you all a Happy Christmas that way as she wouldn't have enough stamps for all of you.

Yesterday was a bit warmer and I think Spring may be back and I did lots of running about in the garden which I liked. Mum says it isn't but she's glad I did the running as that makes me a nicer cat in the evening. I don't know what she means by that.

And they did come and look at the wet from upstairs. It's seeping rather than pouring so we have dry paws but it's obviously not a good thing. It continues to seep but hopefully will be fixed soon.

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