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Jasper in our garden

May 31st 2015 10:35 pm
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Saturday was all sunny and lovely and we were in the garden when who should stroll by but Jasper. He was rolling and my mum was stroking his tummy and telling him how gorgeous he is. Hey! She's my mum and shouldn't be using up her strokes on other cats. Mum says she has enough strokes for all of us but how can she be sure?

Josie wandered up to them. You go Girl! I thought she would put his straight. She got near them and then down she went and rolled on the path next to them.

Rolling on your back is not usually considered an aggressive gesture. Certainly Jasper didn't get the hint and just kept purring and enjoying my mum's attention.

Mum said that Jasper's mum has been away on holiday so he needed some extra petting but Victoria is home now so he'll be getting all his love again.

Sunday it rained so no-one was out much. Rain on a Sunday is good because that's the day mum changes the sheets and I like to get paw prints on the clean ones.


What about me?

May 28th 2015 10:41 pm
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Mum said, "Shall I tell them about Jasper being in our garden yesterday and me stroking his tummy? He loved that."

"Lately it's all been about Josie and Jasper and other cats. What about me?" I grumbled.

She gave me that look. "We wake up in the morning and I put down your breakfast but you're already at the door to go out. I come in from work and you're back at the door, waiting to go out. If I'm lucky I get a little snuggle when I go to bed but I hardly see you these days. Is this how it's going to be right through to autumn?"

"Pretty much," I had to admit. I really really love summer. As soon as hunting season starts I want to be out there. Admittedly we're off to a slow start this year but that's just making me more determined to catch something.

Today is a bit cooler so I've given mum some kitty kisses and she seemed to like that. It's easy to keep her happy. But now she's OK I'm off out again. Josie will keep her company.


Josie's tail

May 27th 2015 10:27 pm
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Of an evening when we are all being cosy Josie often likes to perch behind my mum on the back of the sofa. And she likes my mum to reach up and scritch her head. She likes that a lot. So much that when her head is unscritched she feels unhappy. The unhappy makes its way to her tail which flicks about, increasingly crossly. The batting around the head by Josie's tail lets my mum know that scritching is required. It all works perfectly.

Except last night Josie decided to move farther down the sofa so she could watch the birds in the garden. Head unscritched; tail flicked; mum batted - but she couldn't reach Josie's head from where she was, just the tail end. That was no good. No good at all.

Josie's tail got more and more grumpy; mum got more and more uncomfortable - she said it isn't nice being batted about the face with a tail - it isn't meant to be - that's the point!!

I watched in fascination - who would give in first?

Ah - mum of course. She left her favourite cushion and moved along to keep Josie happy. I'm proud of that tortie. This was good mum training.


Clever Josie- almost

May 26th 2015 10:39 pm
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She was trying to wake my mum up this morning but without success. She had prodded; she had purred; she had head-rubbed. But no, mum just lay there asleep.

"Is she not well?" I asked anxiously. She's normally really healthy but anything can happen.

Josie looked down at mum "No - she seems OK. Just sleepy."

A muffled voice emerged, "I am sleepy because it's 5.15am. Leave me be!"

Ah - so awake and just not getting up. I could see Josie processing this information and looking around for what might help. Hm - what would make Josie want to leap out of bed and play? She spotted the perfect thing.

Who could resist a toy mouse? No-one! And by lucky chance there was one on the bedside table where my mum had put it after a play session yesterday. Josie tugged at it with a paw, lifted it in her teeth and then dropped it on mum's head.

"What?" mum sat up, saw the mouse, realised it was a toy "Josie!"

Josie looked very pleased with herself. Now surely mum would get out of bed and play. She didn't. We need a real live one. Mum would never go back to sleep if we dropped one of those on her. I'll have to hunt extra well today.


Our busy garden

May 25th 2015 10:33 pm
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Yesterday our garden was like Piccadilly Circus (not that I've ever been there or would ever want to go there but mum has and confirms it's very busy.)

It was a Bank Holiday so mum was home, making up to us for Saturday. There was a sad mewing from the garden so mum, being well trained by a succession of cats, went to vestigate.

It was young Jasper from next door. My mum has a very soft spot for a tabby so she petted him and he loved it and gave her headrubs and even rolled so she could stroke his fluffy tummy. Josie and I looked on disapprovingly but mum says she is allowed to stroke other cats. She is not.

Then another tabby, there is a round faced one, appeared and he and Jasper were chatting. Then a black and white cat I never saw before was sitting on our fence watching everything. Excuse me - this is our garden!

Later Jasper was back and he had brought his flat-mate Leo and they were playing tag as if they had no garden of their own to play in.

In the evening I went out and sitting right by my door, bold as brass, was the round faced tabby. I had enough by then. I walked right up and whacky-paw on the noggin. He shot off and quite right too. Mum said she did not know I was so brave but someone has to defend our territory and yes, he is bigger than me but I didn't care.

Hopefully today we'll be able to enjoy our garden a little more peacefully.


Being old

May 24th 2015 11:41 pm
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We all love the weekend when my mum is home but on Saturday she put on a frock and was gone.

Turns out it was Grandpa's 80th Birthday Party.

"How old? What's that in cat years?" I wanted to know.

"I don't know," said my mum. "About twenty I think."

"Gosh - that's even older than Josie."

"Yes. He's getting on but still pretty active," said my mum. "He gets plenty of exercise, loves to travel and learn new things and that seems to be working out well for him."

I want to be pretty active when I'm 20. Mum was given a book when I was a kitten and every year she puts in all my health information and she says the book goes up to 25. I reckon I can beat that and mum says she hopes that I can!


It was 4.30am

May 21st 2015 10:32 pm
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when it happened... I was sound asleep on my chair but was rudely awoken. Josie came bounding in to the bedroom, did a mad circuit and exited.

My mum looked up blearily. "No games of tag at night, cats!" she said. Then she noticed me, good as gold, quietly curled up on my chair.

"Sorry Tobes. That must have just been a Josie moment."

This morning we found out just what a moment that had been. Mum went in the sitting room and gasped. Josie had knocked over a table and everything that had been on it had been flung around the room. In its fall the table had caught an airer laden with drying laundry. That had fallen too and socks and t-shirts and all sorts were draped in places they should not have been.

No wonder Josie had run so fast. She came in and pretended to be as surprised as the rest of us by the chaotic scene that greeted us but we weren't fooled.

Mum says she still loves Josie but I bet she loves me a bit more even more now!


Feeling the love

May 20th 2015 10:53 pm
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Mum came home from work last night and pretty much went straight out again.

"I'm off to an event about Positivity and Well-Being," she said.

I looked at her in bewilderment. She gets to live with me and Josie - how much more well does she want to be??!!

When she came back she was telling us that when we have our snuggles we both get a hit of oxytocin.

"What's that then?"

"They call it the love hormone. It's what makes you feel all warmedly inside."

I considered my snuggle sessions. They do make me feel pretty good, there's no denying it. Oxytocin, Eh?! Another thought struck me.

"Is that what makes me dribble?" I asked.

"Probably. You do do that when you're really loved up."

"But you don't," I commented.

"Thank goodness," she said.

My mum likes to know all this stuff but I'm just happy that we get plenty of snuggles and that oxy stuff. I don't need the science!


Catster on the move

May 19th 2015 11:00 pm
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We read that Catster is going to move.

"Will we go too?" I wanted to know.

"I hope so," said my mum. Technology isn't really her thing but she thinks it will all be OK.

She says the new site will be more secure so the bad hack things can't happen and hopefully we'll be able to comment on other cats' blogs again which we have really missed.

So paws crossed it will all go smoothly.

We didn't do much last night as my mum was tired and had an early night. The wonderful thing about an early night is that you wake all perky and bright with the sun very early. Josie tried to get mum up with the birds but mum was grumpy so Josie got me up and we played tag and mum said what was the point of going to bed early if your cats were just going to wake you early?!

The point? Another day of awesomeness with bonus time at the beginning. Surprised we need to explain this one to her.


More about my weekend

May 18th 2015 10:32 pm
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After the vet I quite liked Saturday as my mum was home lots. I like having her around to open doors, give me snuggles etc.

But Sunday off she went to church and when she came back it was in a scramble. She had a bag with her and was muttering "I need this; I need those; I need my fleece..." checking things off, taking things out of one bag; putting them in another; piling things up and then she was pretty much gone again.

We waited to see if she would come back but she didn't. Then "Can you smell what I can smell?"

"Mmmm! That smells pretty much like turkey. Where is it coming from?"

Being cats we have pretty impressive noses and we tracked the smell down to mum's bag which she had just left on the floor. She had obviously bought us some turkey and forgotten to give it to us.

We knew she would feel terrible about that lapse so decided to help ourselves. Getting the turkey out of the bag was easy enough but it was wrapped in plastic which took longer to remove but we managed to get enough off to be able to eat the tasty meat inside.

Mum came home again much later bringing a packet of treats for us from my friends Alison and Glyn and she was all happy from having had a lovely lunch and then she saw the turkey on the floor.

"What's that?" she pondered. She picked up what was left of it. "Oh no! I forgot I had bought that."

"Not a problem, we enjoyed the challenge!" I assured her.

"I hope neither of you ate any plastic," she said, putting the rest in the fridge for us to enjoy later.

Hopefully she's learned a valuable lesson about making sure her cats have their snacks before she leaves the home!

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