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Sometimes life is good

February 11th 2013 10:35 pm
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Last night we had new food for supper. It was the most delicious food I have ever tasted. I licked my bowl clean and then licked Josie's in case she had left any. She hadn't.

"Have you got more? That was amazing."

Mum looked at me. "I do have more but that's for tomorrow."

"I want it now," I said because I did. But mum says she doesn't want us to get chubby so we have to wait.

Mum went to bed so to pass the time Josie and I had a brilliant chase game. She actually dive-bombed me from the table which surprised me but I had to admit was clever and we ran all around.

When we were tired out and ready to sleep I thought about my tasty supper and the games Josie and I play and my happy home and that I do love my mum. I woke her up to tell her.

"I love you too Toby. Now settle down."

But my heart was too big and I needed to purr and be stroked and give my mum lots and lots of headrubs. I think maybe she thought she didn't deserve so much love as she kept trying to bury her head under the pillow. But she has to breathe so I found where I could sneak a paw in and get more snuggles.

When I could reach it I purred right in her ear so she could hear just how much I love her. It's true that I do get so blissed out I forget to swallow and dribble just a bit but I think she over-reacted.

Once I was really sure she knew I love her and I had purred my fill I went to my chair and dreamed happy dreams.

Mum is tired this morning and muttering about lack of sleep. She also wants to know why half of our biscuits are scattered around the bowl when last night they were all neatly in the bowl. I think she is probably happier not knowing that one.


A Cat's instinct - Never wrong

February 10th 2013 10:42 pm
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I spent most of my weekend chasing birds, some real birds in the garden and Da Bird indoors. I think I like Da Bird best because I do catch that sometimes. When I catch it I take it out of the room and come back in for more and mum does a big sighing thing and goes and fetches it back. She says if I want to play with it please could I leave in in reach but she needs some exercise too!

I've never actually caught a bird outside but I like to try. So there I was on Sunday morning stalking my prey when I felt that whisker twitch, hm...something was happening without me.

I went indoors and I was right. Mum had been changing the sheets without me and Josie had been having all the fun. They tried to deny it but I gave the sheets a thorough sniff- yes, definitely fresh. They didn't have that comfy smell of us that they get through the week.

On the plus side there is something deeply satisfying about planting a trail of muddy paw prints across pristine linen and I did get to do that.

It rained a lot over the weekend so mum had to do lots of entertaining us both and this morning the snow is back but there isn't very much. We've been reading about the snow storms in America and purring for all the people and cats affected. It sounds very scary.


Josie still crazy

February 7th 2013 10:41 pm
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That mad kitty was actually chasing her own tail last night. Mercifully she didn't catch it, it kept moving out of reach. Mum and I were laughing at her as she spun round and round.

Mum asked, "Are you sure you wouldn't like a little run in the garden?" and Josie thought she might so mum held the door open and out Josie went - for a full sixty seconds. It's cold out there!

So I was a good cat and ran up to Josie and - tag, you,re it! Game on! We chased each other all round and up and down and it was a brilliant evening and we were all exhausted by bed time.

When I woke up I saw something very wrong. Normally Josie wakes in the night and goes and is snugglepuss with mum and I look up to see them curled up sleeping side by side but Josie was fast asleep in her own bed and mum was all alone.

Once again I stepped in to help. I would do snugglepuss duties. I woke my mum with a cheery meow and then started purring in anticipation of my lovely strokes and kisses. Mum did pet me, mostly because I clawed her whenever she stopped.

She reckoned she appreciated the gesture but says Josie is a more restful companion as she just nestles up, purrs and sleeps. I'm a more interactive kind of cat. At the moment a very unappreciated interactive kind of cat. And mum is a tired kind of person but says she'll catch up on sleep at the weekend. And Josie is slightly more normal having run off some of her mad last night thanks to my help.


Josie is going crazy

February 6th 2013 10:40 pm
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Mum said she was tired last night as she had a busy day at work. Josie and I joined her on the sofa as she read the news.

"They are going to make it law for all dogs to be microchipped," she told us.

"I'm glad I'm not a dog," I replied.

"Silly cat! You are already microchipped," she said.

"I know. I'm just glad I'm not a dog," I told her.

Dogs go out in all weathers but us cats get to stay warm and dry. It is still really cold out. Josie thought she wanted to go out so mum opened the door for her and Josie put her head out. And hurriedly brought it back in.

But the running about bug had bitten her. She did some random running to and fro. Then she had a go on my Pokey Paw Box and then she jumped up on the table. She started frantically going through our toy box. She was looking for a very specific toy and was throwing toys everywhere as she tried to find it. Mum asked her who she thought would pick them all up but we wll know it will be mum.

Then Josie got Catnip Fish from the bottom of the box and was happy again.

Once Josie had worn herself out and gone for a catnap I had my running about time. I am not crazy like Josie, chasing invisible prey, so I need mum to entertain me. She got out Da Bird and Cat Dancer and I was extremely happy.

Mum did ask why Josie and I can't co-ordinate our running about times and chase each other. Because sometimes it's fun to play tag and sometimes we each like mum's undivided attention I would say.


Cats' tummies

February 5th 2013 10:36 pm
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Our tummies are truly wonderful things. Obviously on the inside because that's where all our yummy food goes but on the outside too; soft, fluffy and warm and full of rumble purr.

I was lying there last night having my evening tummy rub dribbling just a little bit at the pure bliss of it all and mum laughed at me and said I did not look dignified.

I tried to tell her that I didn't care but it came out more like, "Mmmmmmmmm!"

"Lots of cats hate having their tummies touched," she commented.

I wondered why.

Mum said it's actually very natural for an animal not to be touched in such a vulnerable place.

"So how come I love it so much?" I asked.

Mum explained that she loves to rub a kitty tummy so when I was tiny she rubbed my tummy a lot so I would get used to it and think about snuggly things when she did it. Only she hadn't realised that I would expect tummy rubs every evening and every morning.

But I do!!


I had to bite my mum

February 4th 2013 10:36 pm
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Now I know some cats don't approve of biting the hand that feeds (and mum would like it known she never bites us) but I had really had enough.

Everything started companionably enough. Mum watching TV, me playing with my Pokey Paw box and then settling down for a happy snuggle by hjer side. But what was she watching? A programme about dogs?! And she was liking it.

She kept saying, "Look at that cute puppy. How gorgeous is that dog?!" On and on so I just grabbed her arm and bit it. Not hard of course. I was going for the gentle rebuke. I think she was more surprised than anything else.

"Why aren't you watching a programme about cats?" I demanded to know.

"They didn't make one" she seemed to think that settled it.

"Why not?"

She considered this.

"If you look at those dogs they do lots of stuff - they protect people and they fetch things and they follow instructions. Cats not so much"

I drew myself up. "When you look this good you do not do, you are. I would make a TV programme that would be us gorgeous cats all day long."

Mum thought fast and I think redeemed herself.

"But then no-one would go to work as we would all be watching it and then no-one would be making the kitty food and the toys and warm cushions and all the things cats love."

Good answer so we are back on good terms and I let her finish watching the dogs.


My Pokey Paw Box

February 4th 2013 12:05 am
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Mum brought a small box home with her on Friday. Naturally I tried to open it.

"What's in it?"

"Some marking I have to do at the weekend," she told me.

"I'll help," I said. I always like to help.

"Unless you know rather more about UK Employment Law than I think you do that's not going to be possible. However I did have another purpose when I took the box that I think you'll like" she said.

On Saturday she took the marking out of the box - it was just lots of bits of paper so pretty dull - and she cut assorted holes in the box. Then she put some of my favourite toys in the box. Brilliant! Now could I get them out? The answer was yes to the mousie but no to the foam balls. It was great fun and Josie had a go too.

I think this is my favourite toy that mum has ever made us.


I have sticky claws

January 31st 2013 10:36 pm
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Mum was noticing. I was sitting by the window and I got up and had a lovely stretch and pushed paws and claws into the curtain. And there one paw stayed.

That was weird. I tugged at it. Still stuck to the curtain. So I started twisting round and mum came and held me and unhooked it. That would just have been a funny story but I actually managed to do exactly the same thing again about half an hour later.

I said I didn't need rescuing but she said that the vet had told her that cats can dislocate a shoulder trying to unhook and neither of us liked the sound of that.

She thinks maybe my claws are sticky because I haven't been outdoors very much sharpening them on the trees. We are allowed to use the old armchair indoors for our claws but successions of cats have used up all the best bits so it isn't very good. I think it's time we were allowed to add our marks to the newer furniture!!

Mum says you can buy claw sharpeny things for cats indoors but she's never known a cat to actually use one.


Strange mouse

January 30th 2013 10:35 pm
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A very peculier mouse-like creature turned up in our home yesterday.

I was having one of those especially wonderful sleeps, nestled close to mum where I could reach out and touch her every now and then and get a little head rub back and feel all loved. Blissikins!

Then I woke up and saw it on the sofa. I was quick to act, I walked over and batted it with my paw, and again.

Then mum grabbed it.

"Don't you know what that is?"

I looked at her blankly.

"What was happening before you fell asleep?"

I thought about that one. Oh yes, part of the whole happy experience.

"You were brushing me."

And then I realised. Mum takes the fur out of my brush as she goes and I must have moulted a whole handful, a mouse-full you could even say so, there it was all furry and sitting there. How embarrassing not to recognise your own fur!

It's gone for compost now so I can never make that foolish mistake again.

Mum had a good day at the Trade Show and brought back all her goodies in a big bag which is now my big bag. I like climbing in and having mum poke the outside and I attack where I hear the scratchy noise. They gave her lots of books and my mum loves books. One is called, "Go mad!" I think they are too late.

I wasn't sure if she wanted waking at 6 this morning so thought it best to trot along a bit before and ask. She rolled over and looked at the clock and groaned which I took as a 'yes'


Treasure Chest

January 29th 2013 10:33 pm
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A button had falled off mum's coat so she went and got her button box to see if she had a matching one.

Button box? Treasure Chest!!

It was filled with all sorts of buttons for me to paw through. They were beautiful colours and shapes and all different sizes. Once mum found the one she wanted she let me carry on playing with my treasure. She is very selfish when she sews and cats aren't alllowed to join in so that was the next best thing. She made me promise not to swallow any small ones but actually my best favourite thing I found was a thimble. So she has a button on her coat and I have a new toy.

At six o'clock this morning I remembered that mum had told me something very important about six o'clock in the morning but I couldn't remember what it was so I woke her up to ask her and she told me. It was that she is off to a Trade Show so can have a lie-in so please not to wake her at six o'clock.

Oh well - too late! And now she was awake she could really do something about my empty tummy...

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