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Month: Sep 2017

  • At the weekend, whilst we were lying in bed giving him cuddles, Louis Catorze chased his tail again. We let him do it, just to see how long it would go on (happily it was no more than a few seconds) and to see if we could ascertain whether it was playful or something more…

  • I adore the autumn equinox: a deeply mystical, spiritual time of year during which we reflect upon the year to date and give thanks for our blessings. As I had the day off work today, my plan was to relax and immerse myself in the magic of this beautiful season; however, the reality was this…

  • Some cats catch birds, others catch mice and a few catch rats. Louis Catorze has managed all of the above, and more, but his latest thing is to bring teeny-tiny snails into Le Château. Cat Daddy is quite embarrassed by it and feels that there is more prestige in rodents, with the manliness of the…

  • Louis Catorze doesn’t like storms. Who knew? Well, I didn’t. But I do now, thanks to his decision to inform me at regular half-hourly intervals, all the way through last night. And, comme d’habitude, Cat Daddy slept through both the storm and the whining. I understand that thunder and howling gales aren’t everyone’s thing, but…

  • Beware of butternut squash, Mesdames et Messieurs. No, not marauding street ones wearing hockey masks and carrying chain saws, but the innocent-looking seeds that you unsuspectingly toss into the compost heap. Thanks to the amazing richness of the soil around our compost heap, Cat Daddy and I have managed to grow a butternut squash without…

  • Thanks to our lovely new friend from Mexico, Louis Catorze now has a visitors’ book. Cat Daddy: “Visitors’ book? Not even we have a visitors’ book!” Me: “Yeah, but, to have a visitors’ book, you need visitors. Who’s coming to see us in the next couple of weeks?” [Silence, tumbleweed, crickets] The magnificent book is…

  • I started a new job on Wednesday. It’s a job that I have wanted ever since I set eyes on the ad, and I poured every fibre of my being into both my application and the interview to make sure they were as good as they could possibly be. Cat Daddy knew that I would…