Our road is being resurfaced at the moment, and Cat Daddy has had a good old moan about the fact that the trucks have been waking us up at 7am. Even though he is retired and doesn’t have to go to work. And even though 7am isn’t THAT early.
If you have never had your road resurfaced, I’m sure you can imagine the process. And most cats would not be too pleased about it. Louis Catorze, on the other hand, is relaxed, curious and interested – most likely because of the workmen – and happily sits and listens to the trucks, swishing his tail.
The combination of machinery, toxic air and hot tar make The Front a highly unsuitable place for cats to be right now. And, naturellement, the fact that it is highly unsuitable will make it more inviting than ever. So the Front-facing windows are remaining firmly shut whilst the work is taking place, and we are taking extra care that Catorze doesn’t bolt when we open the front door. The last thing I want is to discover that he has been steamrollered flat and become one with the road surface, and the second-from-last thing I want is for the workmen to knock on the door and ask if the screaming, fanged beast, who got stuck to the tarmac mid-roll, belongs to us.
(And if I may be permitted to have a third-from-last thing, too: I don’t want Sa Maj flirting, rolling and distracting the workmen from their duties, resulting in what was meant to be a long weekend of roadworks taking a month. Trust me, he would do it without hesitation.)
This picture, taken last spring, demonstrates perfectly why the road needed resurfacing and also why Catorze can’t be trusted unsupervised at The Front:

My road was resurfaced about a month ago. My cats were absolutely terrified. Their normal hiding place is in my bedroom, which is at the front. The noise was at the front. This lead to them running from room to room yelling. I took up residence in the dining room (at the back) and they agreed that was the best choice, but still ran into my bedroom at the really noisy bits. Ugh.
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Oh my! Poor things! It’s quite astonishing how different my little sod is.
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Purraying that all goes well and the work is soon done,,,
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Thank you! 🤣
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I have one who will stay out late…go drinking on the park at the back of us and then come rolling in like a shabby supermodel. She was strolling over the other morning when I heard a passing girl say “Oh look – there’s that homeless cat!”
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A shabby supermodel! 🤣🤣🤣 That homeless cat! 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
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Oh yes – she would definitely fit in with the likes of Pete Doherty and Kate Moss in their – ahem – younger years…although I think I shall have to look into imposing a curfew if she’s getting a reputation…🤔
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The thing is, you rely on them to actually come in when it’s curfew time. Catorze is doing this so far, but he’s doing it rather TOO well which makes me highly suspicious.
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Check his pockets…if he’s anything like Lily he could be in possession of a burner phone that has pre-programmed alerts although I think she uses hers to keep in touch with her social media platforms…
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He isn’t allowed a phone. Or so I thought. 😱
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Hmm…you must have had suspicions…although to be fair he could just have a superb sense of inner timing and the innate good manners to return when asked. Or you just haven’t found where he keeps it yet…
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Screaming fanged beast stuck to the tarmac 😂😂😂😂😂😂& Lily sounds like Catorze’ kinda girl! Perhaps that’s who he’s been hanging out with, kinda like a feline Will & Grace? 😹
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Hahaha, I can just imagine that! 🤣🤣🤣
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Apparently got bored with the regular routine. Snoops and Kommando would be looking for a spot as far from the noise as possible.
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They sound very smart. Catorze sadly isn’t. 😐
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