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Age: 13 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 14 lbs.

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Quick Bio:
-mixed breed-cat rescue

June 3rd 2002

Orange Tabby

Eating, lounging beside food bowl, lazing about, looking out the window, being petted, being brushed, playing

Going to the vet, the computer, empty food bowl, being cradled in my arms like a baby (He hates when I hold him like that!)

Favorite Toy:
Toffy: I really love the furry brown mousie. Mom: Toffy loves the little pink mousie too.

Favorite Nap Spot:
On the sofa and on the carpet

Favorite Food:
Everything fit for a cat (Toffy isn't too finicky)

Jumps up and catches toys in mid-air. Opens cupboard where cat food used to be kept; can say "Mom".


Arrival Story:
Although I've been a cat lover all my life, it wasn't until summer 2004 that I realized that what was missing from my life was a feline companion. I heard that a veterinary clinic not far from where I live had cats and kittens for adoption. Of the three cats available, the only one healthy enough to leave the vet's was Toffy. I spent some time getting to know him and decided that he was the cat for me. I took him home two days later. I learned that Toffy had been residing at the vet's for two months and that nobody else had shown any interest in adopting him before me.

Toffy is a handsome domestic long-haired orange classic tabby with green eyes. Little is known about his history. He resided at a veterinary clinic dedicated to cats for two months. Previously he lived at an animal hospital on the Sunshine Coast. He may have been an outdoor cat before. He is now an indoor cat who sometimes gets the itch to go outside and drives his mom crazy by playing with the blinds in the middle of the night and engaging in other naughty deeds. Of course, to me Toffy is the purrfect cat and I'm very happy to be his mom.

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Toffy's Journal


June 8th 2015 10:16 pm
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Hey, cats! Thanks for remembering me on my birthday last week! I’m really loving those scrumptious chocolate cupcakes and delectable layer cakes, which also happen to have chocolate in them! Yummy stuff! Of course, I’m also grateful for all the other gifts, big hugs, and kind messages that were left on my page. Thanks, friends!

Well, I made it to thirteen, at least! What I mean by that is that I may be even older, as my real age was unknown when Mom adopted me all those years ago. Being the cute young-looking rascal that I was, there was no way I could pass for a mature five year old, so I was deemed to be two years old.

Sorry for the lack of updates over the past year. I have been feeling too tired and lazy to write in my journal. After all, I am now a senior citizen cat, the equivalent of a 68-year-old human, according to the online cat to human age calculators. Meow, that sounds old! I think I’d rather be a teenager than a senior citizen. Alas, the reality of the situation is otherwise.

Honestly cats, I’m tired of having to deal with health issues. Along with my hyperthyroidism, kidney disease, and on again off again arthritis (see below), I now have some sort of growth on my tail that the v-e-t will be taking a closer look at in a few days. The useless antibiotics I was on for the past week did not make the growth go away or diminish in size, well maybe just a little bit…. Oh, and you can add constantly reappearing crusty eye boogers to the list too!

So, I’m not sure if I told you before about my being diagnosed with a having a bit of arthritis. Anymeow, a few months ago I was walking with an obvious limp and was unable to jump higher than a foot or so off the ground. Can you believe that I was no longer able to jump up on the bed or even onto the coffee table? Sadly, the days of me jumping from the floor up onto countertops or the stove are long gone. My condition was brought to the attention of the v-e-t, who recommended that I be fed a prescription food that helps with mobility. Mom bought me a several cans and mixed this food in with my regular food and also fed it to me alone at times. She was also kind enough to place some different sized boxes at the foot of the bed so that I could make my way up there more easily. In a few short weeks I appeared to be cured of my arthritis. My limp was gone and I could jump up and down from the bed without having to use the boxes all the time. In spite of the good news, the v-e-t recently recommended that I still eat the prescription food even though I appear to be cured, so since I do like the taste of it, Mom is letting me eat a bit of this food along with my regular food.

Well, that’s about it…. Oh yeah, now that I’m older I’ve become much more vocal, mainly at night when I can be heard meowing loudly and howling endlessly. I only stop (temporarily) when Mom gets up and pets me or feeds me a snack. Sometimes a little catnip works too. When I’ve calmed down I usually go to one of my napping spots in the living room, only to be heard again a few hours later. Heh, heh, heh!



Water Bowl Rules

July 31st 2014 11:23 pm
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1) Number 1 rule: Never forget that the water bowl is fragile: handle with care.
2) In the morning, carefully pick up water bowl from its spot on the floor with both hands and carry it to the kitchen sink.
3) Empty water into sink, taking care not to knock the bowl against the faucet or other object that might be in the way.
4) Rinse water bowl with hot water, adding a drop of dishwashing liquid only if you are doing a thorough cleaning, otherwise water is all you need.
5) While drying outside surface and bottom of bowl with dish towel, run cold water.
6) Test water with fingers to make sure it’s cold enough. Then, while holding bowl with both hands, fill it about half full with cold water.
7) Do not attempt to completely fill water bowl at this point and under no circumstances should you rest the bowl on an uneven or narrow surface such as the edge of the sink, no matter how many times you did this in the past with a plastic water bowl.
8) Carefully, using both hands, carry the half-filled water bowl back to its spot on the floor.
9) Take the container of cold filtered water out of the fridge.
10) While crouching over water bowl, pour enough water to fill it to the desired level, ideally about a centimetre from the top.
11) Maintain water level and cool temperature by adding more cold filtered water from the fridge as necessary during both day and night. No need to replenish water completely until the next morning.
12) Your cat will happily drink water and thank you for handling his/her fragile water bowl with extra care.

Translation: Mom broke my water bowl and had to buy me a new one. Luckily the store had another one just like it in stock.



Twelve years old

June 4th 2014 6:06 pm
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Hey, cats! I’m twelve years old! Hard to believe, isn’t it? Here’s how a conversation with Mom went yesterday:

Toffy: So, Mom, I want to be sure that I understand purrfectly... you didn’t find a good enough birthday gift for me so you have decided not to get me anything at all?

Mom: No, Toffy, that’s not what I meant. I do plan on getting you a gift but it has to be purrfect. If I could I’d take you shopping with me and you’d see for yourself the dismal selection in stores.

Toffy: What about shopping online?

Mom: Yes, I’ve considered online shopping but there’s always a risk involved. What if the item arrives damaged? I’d hate to go through the hassle of returning it and what if the seller doesn’t believe that the item was already broken before I opened the box?

Toffy: Oh, so you’re thinking of getting me something fragile? Hmmm… wonder what that could be….

Mom: You’ll just have to wait and see….

In the meantime, cats, thanks for the happy birthday wishes and pawsome gifts and messages. I truly appreciate them and your friendship.

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On Monday, I was scheduled to go into the v-e-t clinic for a simple claw trim and weigh in, but it turned into a full-fledged examination and then some! And to think that Mom almost succeeded in cancelling the appointment in the first place due to my feeling under the weather. I ended up staying at the v-e-t clinic for close to one and a half hours. That’s like four regular 20-minute appointments.

Early Monday morning, around 4:30 am, I awoke Mom as I was trying to poop in the bedroom litter box. No matter how hard I strained nothing came out. I threw up instead. As the hours passed things did not improve. I did manage to get out two small round poops later in the morning, but also vomited a white frothy liquid and then later a bright yellow liquid. Due to the fur on my backside being kind of stinky and dirty Mom and I thought it best to cancel the nail trim and weigh in until things were back to normal.

The v-e-t assistant who answered the phone convinced Mom to bring me in anyways. It seems that I was due for a check-up as well. Before we left, I made one last trip to the litter box, this time to pee. I tried to poop again but no luck. I hopped in the stroller without allowing Mom to clean me up a bit. Instead of my stroller blanket I had to sit on an old beach towel, for obvious reasons.

It was a warm sunny day and the stroller ride was faster than usual. We arrived right on time. I put on weight, which was the intention. The v-e-t said that I was now at an ideal weight again. In case you’re curious, I weigh about 6.63 kg or 14.6 lbs.

In addition to the usual check-up, I had to suffer a number of indignities being done to me, not the least of which was having my blood taken. I’m supposed to go back for a dental cleaning sometime in the next few weeks. The results of my blood test showed that my T4 is within normal range. I am to continue on the same dose of Tapazole twice daily. Unfortunately, though, it appears that I am now in stage 3 of chronic kidney disease, according to the chart on this page. There was one value, the CK, which was through the roof. Oddly, I don’t think the v-e-t even mentioned it when discussing the results of my blood test with Mom on the phone. I just hope it isn’t anything serious as I already have other health issues to deal with.

In conclusion, I leave you with the Toffster’s take: getting old is a pain in the butt.


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