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A clear out

April 4th 2016 10:36 pm
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Yesterday there were lots of cats in my garden which is just wrong. One of them came right up to the window and was singing to Josie who was meowing right back at him.

This is hardly ladylike behaviour.

I helped my mum clear out her wardrobe. "I don't know what the dress code will be once I get a job," she said, "But some of these work clothes are really old and tatty. They have to go."

"You know what else is really old and tatty?" I asked, "That tortie cat."

Josie had seemed so much better mum let the Feliway run out so Josie has started balding herself again and she was old when I was a kitten. "Old and tatty. She has to go."

Mum gave me that look. She loves Josie so we have fresh Feliway and Josie did not go out with the old suits and I have to keep sharing.

 

Defending my territory

April 3rd 2016 10:43 pm
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I had a fight yesterday. That Maurice from next door has been coming in my garden and he's been killing frogs. Those frogs are put there for everyone to enjoy so he shouldn't be taking them.

Strong words were spoken, fur raised, teeth and claws engaged - I had him on the run when my mum came out. Maurice took advantage of the distraction and slipped away into his own garden.

"I was winning," I pointed out.

"No-one wins when cats get bitten and he's only a youngster," said my mum.

I started to explain but it was hard through my mouthfuls of his fur. Mum said she could see where he had dislodged my fur too and she hoped she had intervened before either of us had done the other an injury. I don't think she understands the purpose of a fight.

I don't often get into fights but sometimes a cat's got to do what a cat's got to do!

 

My fur

March 31st 2016 10:07 pm
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Yesterday morning I had a tickly cough. Mum was looking at me. "Poor Toby," she said.

I looked longingly at her cereal bowl. "I expect a nice drink of milk will help," I told her. When she had finished she let me have some milk and it did indeed help.

"I reckon it's a fur ball. You need a really thorough brushing," mum said.

Just the one little cough and what a result! Milk and a brush. I love to be brushed. Mum was as good as her word and fairly soon I was Purr Central as the brush ran through my fur.

Mum took handfuls of fur out of the brush which just proves how neglected I have been.

Then up came Josie. Moments later - "What are you eating?" asked my mum. Then, "Josie! No! Don't eat Toby's fur." For that is what Josie had taken a fancy to chewing on.

That tortie is getting more and more peculiar. I wouldn't have thought such a thing was possible.

 

Fearlessly brave

March 30th 2016 10:30 pm
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Yesterday my mum did some sorting out, mostly helped by Josie. I could hear them. Mum saying, "Please don't climb in the drawer Josie, that isn't helpful."

I joined in when my mum started on our kitty treat drawer - the emptiest drawer in our home. We only have about twelve bags in there. Mum wanted to sort them all by expiry date and check what was open etc. and "What's that tucked behind the drawer?"

She pulled the whole drawer out to reveal a previously unsuspected pack of meaty sticks. Oh yes - I never understood mum's sorting outs before but this was indeed a marvelous find.

She examined it. "How long has that been there?" Then, "Best Before February 2012. Four years. I'll throw it."

And in the bin it went. I am fearlessly brave and was willing to risk my health to try the delicious scrumptious meaty sticks. But my mum is not so brave and perfectly good food was waste.

Sighs! Luckily it's not that long before Josie's birthday and that is usually good for a kitty treat drawer top up.

 

Mum scalped Josie

March 29th 2016 11:05 pm
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Sometimes Josie gets a happy that is just too big for her body. She has to run and bounce and leap and prance until it's down to size.

She was like that yesterday morning when she woke up and there was mum, asleep in her own bed, where she belongs. I say asleep, that didn't last long once Josie got going.

So mum had her revenge and scalped Josie.

Mum reckons Josie had something matted in the fur at the back of her neck that resisted all attempts to tease it out but a quick snip with the nail scissors and it was gone.

Mum says it doesn't show but Josie was most indignant, convinced that she had a narrow escape from losing a whisker or worse.

I have inspected the fur that was removed and we still have no idea what that tortie was foolish enough to rub up against.

 

Mum went away

March 28th 2016 11:21 pm
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She's mean like that. Luckily our lovely neighbours came to feed Josie and me.

Mum came back yesterday. Josie was so uncool - all excitedly barging in and out and all around and then she did it again when she woke up this morning and found mum still here.

I was better - just 'accidentally' went to sleep on mum's arm so she couldn't leave us again.

She said that her friend's cat, Mo, slept on her lap while she was there

"Josie sleeps on your lap all the time. That's nothing special," I said.

But Mo was borned in a wood shed and took a long time to trust anybody. Worse - just as they were gaining her trust she developed a really bad eye infection/injury and had to go to the vet and have one eye removed.

Even though they had to do it that did rather shatter her fragile faith in them. But she copes fine with just the one eye and is getting steadily more brave.

"Was food involved in your acceptance by Mo?" I inquired.

"Might have been," said my mum. Ah - the power of kitty treats!

 

I am a sociable cat

March 24th 2016 11:15 pm
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My mum had visitors. They were sitting talking. I have lots of interesting opinions so I was joining in.

"Sorry about Toby," said my mum, "he's not usually so chatty with strangers."

I think they found my input most stimulating. Then I got bored and had a wash.

"Why always the butt when everyone's watching?" asked my mum. So they can admire my elegantly stretched out leg of course.

I could tell I was losing their attention so I trotted out, then ran back into the middle of the room, stopped dramatically and called out, "I'm here."

"What has got into you today?" asked my mum. They were all looking at me which was exactly my plan. I repeated that a few times.

I am a sociable boy. When I want to be.

 

Yey! Back in.

March 24th 2016 9:33 am
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We couldn't login to Catster but can now. Hoorah!

We've all been fine except Josie licked my head. I know! Ugh! I stretched out a paw to whacky-paw her but caught mum's eye. So Josie got away with it. This time.

 

Cheering my mum up

March 22nd 2016 12:29 am
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She had a phone call and she said, "OK, thank you for letting me know." And she sighed afterwards.

I told her she should have taken kitty treats to the interview but she didn't listen and they gave the job to someone else.

But now was not the time for recriminations. She needed cheering up.

So I lay beside her and rolled over. Who could be sad when they get to rub my fuzzy tummy? We haven't done that in a while and I had forgotten how good it felt. I purred and purred and drifted off into a very contented sleep.

when I woke up I was a bit embarrassed and hoped Josie hadn't seen me being soppy. I jumped up and went to sleep on my bed. I only did it to make my mum feel better. Honest!

 

My greedy mum

March 17th 2016 11:52 pm
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She had a bag of crunchy munchies yesterday and she was eating while she cooked. Chop, chop, chop....hand in bag, munch, munch.....stir, stir, stir....hand in bag, munch munch.

Then suddenly "UGHLY!!" and out came the munchies and in the bin they went.

Hand in bag whilst not paying attention and she had accidentally put her hand in the wrong bag. Not her basil and olive crackers but our salmon and tuna biscuits.

Actually they are rather delicious. I can't think why she didn't like them.

But hopefully a valuable lesson learned.

 
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