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Month: Oct 2017

  • Once upon a midnight dreary, while I slumbered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, sweetly dreaming, suddenly I was blaspheming, As of some one loudly screaming, screaming at my chamber door — “’Tis some little sod,” I muttered, “screaming at my chamber door — Only this…

  • Our Gothic dining room which, of all the rooms in Le Château, does the most justice to a Halloween kitty with vampire fangs, is taking a little while to decorate fully. Other rooms have somehow just worked, with us finding the perfect colours and furnishings through sheer good fortune (and the help of a fabulous…

  • I have read several online posts lately about cats traumatised or hurt by the neighbourhood nemesis cat. There’s always one, isn’t there, and it’s usually black. (Unless your own cat is black, in which case the NN tends to be ginger.) We have been incredibly lucky with Louis Catorze who, despite being textbook bully fodder…

  • We have a Code Ambre situation at Le Château: A FLY IN THE LIVING ROOM. Not that I really need to tell you, as you can probably hear the unholy racket from wherever you are in the world. If you have a cat, you will know what I mean by “that bird-chatter sound”. The best…

  • If you have a black cat, creating their official Halloween portrait is easy: you just place a pumpkin next to them, take a photo and that’s it, non? Not so with Louis Catorze. Firstly, he’s not the most photogenic of cats. And, secondly, he doesn’t do as he’s told. The über-cool factor of a black…

  • It’s a full moon tonight, which means more idiocy from the feline population of the planet. And, because we’re approaching Halloween, black cats, in particular, will be more idiotic than ever. I got chatting yesterday afternoon to Bert the dog’s mamma, as we were putting out the recycling at The Front. Now, Louis Catorze’s interactions…