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Missed my mum

February 18th 2016 10:36 pm
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It's funny how used we have got to having her around. When she was gone all day yesterday we did miss her.

When she came home I sat by her side and Josie sat on her lap and we were all content.

So content that Josie went for a stretch and re-roll and forgot where she was. Mum realised and grabbed for her but just too late. Josie rolled right on to the floor.

I haven't laughed as much in ages.


A discovery

February 17th 2016 10:09 pm
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Yesterday my mum worked on her job applications while Josie and I settled on the sofa and snoozed. Later mum wanted to sit down and read her book for a while but there actually wasn't room so she sat on the arm chair instead.

The seat of the arm chair is Josie's and the back in mine. Mum moved Josie's snuggle rug and folded it on the back.

It was still there some time later when I came to sit there. I rested my head on it, just to see how it was.

That was actually rather nice, sort of soft and gradually warmer and warmer. I wormed myself a bit more on it, better yet, then more, until all of me was on it. Wowser! Why did nobody tell me how awesome it is! You lie on it and it's soft and then it heats up. No wonder Josie loves it.

Mum said she bought a large one so we could share. "What is this word 'share'?" I asked and she smiled. She thought I was joking.

The phone didn't ring yesterday although my mum kept checking it. Today she is off on a workshop to make her CV betterer. I expect that will do the trick.


Bad cats in my garden

February 16th 2016 10:54 pm
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It was very cold but very sunny yesterday. My mum was working away on applications when she looked up and noticed something.

"Oh how cute," she said.

I looked out. Jasper and Maurice from next door were in my garden. That's right. My garden. Playing a lively game of tag. In my garden.

I glared at them. They didn't see me so that was a terrifying gesture wasted.

"What lovely cats," said my mum. She likes seeing happy cats. I glared at her. She had to see me. She rubbed my head. "You should go out and join them. They look like they're having fun."

Obviously I am afraid of nothing and would have but I wanted to stay close to Josie in case she was afraid.


Cosy Josie

February 15th 2016 11:20 pm
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No cat loves the cold but Josie hates it more than most.
Her mission in life is to find the warmest, cosiest places to sleep. (And to annoy me!)

Pretty much these days we see her for breakfast. Then when the heating goes off she vanishes into some hideaway, only to reappear when the heating comes back on in the evening

Yesterday my mum was wearing her furry fleece that makes her look like me. When the evening came and the heating she took it off and put it on the sofa next to her.

Inevitably this drew Josie like a magnet. She paddy-pawed it, declared it perfect and curled herself up into a happy ball of contentment. (And not long after she started snoring. I told you she is annoying!)

Now the black fleece has tortie fur on it too so mum will look like both of us when she wears it.


Josie batted me

February 14th 2016 10:34 pm
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I am Top Cat. Of course! If there's any batting to be done I do it.

Josie was sitting on my mum's legs and I wanted to get past them on the sofa. I carefully placed my feet where there was no Josie and as I walked past..bat, bat, bat. Josie smacking the back of my legs, and not just once.

"Was that a good idea?" mum asked her as I turned round and gave that tortie my fiercest glare.

Josie just sat there and looked smug. I remembered where she was - on mum's lap, a mum that doesn't like us fighting. Josie was safe from reprisal.

For now. I won't forget this.


Different voices

February 11th 2016 11:24 pm
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Every time the phone rings my mum puts her special voice - could this be a possible employer about one of the jobs she has applied for?

Then her voice changes, "No - there was no-one in the car when it was hit. There were no injuries to anyone at all. Why are you people still calling me? It was two and a half years ago."

And the applications keep going in.

I have different voices too and having my mum around more makes me realise just how much training she needs. My 'I would like my head scritched' meow is nothing like my 'Open the door and let me out' which is nothing like my 'I would like a snack." Yet she continually gets them mixed up.

Don't worry - I am using these days wisely and working on intensive training. I call her. She says "What do you want this time?". She works it out and hopefully remembers the intonation that related to that particular order.

I can't say we're being very successful but I am a patient teacher.



February 10th 2016 10:26 pm
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Yesterday my mum got up, got dressed and went to work. That's awkward. I wondered when she would realise that she doesn't work there any more. Hopefully before she walked in the office.

She was gone almost all day and Josie and I nearly starved. We've got used to her being around.

Turns out she had gone in for a couple of hours to sort a few things out and ended up staying longer than planned. She says she technically still works there until the end of the month.

The good news was that she brought back a big box of books and some bags of stuff and it all smelled really interesting. Josie and I had a good investigate and then played a brilliant game of tag. Josie is very annoying but sometimes I like having her around.


They lied..

February 9th 2016 10:31 pm
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My mum was so happy with Josie's fur growing back that she announced we would have more Feliway. There followed a session on her puter where she worked out where it was cheapest and an order was sent.

I noticed something very important. "They have toys too. We don't have many toys. Maybe we could have a new one. With catnip!"

So mum kindly added a catnip toy for us to the order.

It arrived yesterday. Fresh Feliway to keep Josie happy and a catnip toy for me. Only it wasn't.

I gave it a good sniff. Nope. No catnip there. Josie sniffed it. Not a hint of the herb. Mum sniffed it. "I can smell something."

"Not catnip." I love the nip. It makes me go all crazy and happy. This ..well, it just didn't.

Mum held out the label. "Look - it says catnip." They lied. There are certain brands that we know are good and we must stick to those brands. A valuable lesson for my mum albeit a disappointing one for me.


Not a happy household

February 8th 2016 10:44 pm
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Yesterday my mum decided to do some sorting out in the spare room. It's where things go when she can't decide what to do with them and they accumulate rather. And her craft stuff is in there. And our tray. As it happens.

She came out, holding one of her albums by the corner.

"Which disgusting cat peed on this?"

From her tone I would say Josie. It wasn't a happy tone. Then I remembered.

"Which stupid human bought the wrong kitty litter?"

She's been mixing it with the good stuff and thinking that will fool us. It hasn't. I am extremely particular about my kitty litter.

Mum gave me that look and went and got her rubber gloves and disinfectant and operation clean up started. She really should be grateful to me... I mean I helped her make sure it was a really thorough clean.


Kittens can be naughty

February 7th 2016 10:42 pm
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On Friday my mum went off all smart for her interview. She came back and immediately scruffed down and she was talking about what happened.

"Did you tell them about us?" I wanted to know.

"Strangely that didn't come up," said my mum. Weird interview.

Just as we were settling down to watch a film there was a knock on the door. It was Victoria from next door. Had we seen Maurice? He had got out that morning and hadn't been seen since. Mum had not so she and Victoria went in our garden and looked and called but there was no sign of him.

A couple of years ago I went off and had a terrifying adventure and was gone all day and Josie said that my mum was in pieces so she knew how bad Victoria must be feeling - and was really hoping that Maurice would come back home just like I did.

And so he did. Some hours later. Now when I was gone - well, it was terrible. I returned home with the demeanour of one who has feared for his very life. For indeed I had. I had wondered if I would ever see home again.

Maurice, well, it wasn't quite like that. More the nonchalant stroll of a cat who has been enjoying exploring and is now ready for a hearty supper. They were torn between happy to see him and annoyed that he had put them through so much. He has a lot of purring to do to make it up to everybody!!

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