I have settled into a rather pleasant summer holiday routine, as follows:
1. Wake up when I want.
2. Bid good morning to Louis Catorze who, more often than not, is lying at my feet.
3. Make a pot of green tea.
4. Fashion a Trojan Horse amuse-bouche consisting of tuna rillettes surrounding a steroid pill, and watch with pure joy as greedy Catorze gobbles it up.
5. Watch horror movies or read books with the little sod on my lap until Cat Daddy wakes up.
Regretfully, Reflets de France tuna rillettes contain three huge baddies: wheat, sugar and butter. I know. However, anyone who has ever tried to Greco a writhing, yowling, hostile shite of a cat will understand. We would happily feed the little sods molten lava and strychnine if it meant they would just eat the pill and not give us any grief.
What’s more, getting one over on Catorze and having him think I’m giving him a treat when, in fact, it’s a pill, brightens my day more than I ever thought possible. Every time he eats one, an angel gets his wings.
Bon appétit, mon Roi.

My vet always reminds me to be sure the cat is eating, even if it means itis not the expensive prescription food.
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Yes, I’m generally of the view that something is better than nothing!
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I sure hope he doesn’t read your blog or the gig is up!
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Yes, that’s a chance I have to take. There have been occasions in the past when I’ve posted about his cooperation and then he’s stopped. 😳
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Have you tried hiding the pills like scotch eggs? I’m sure he’d like that, too 😉 (you, admittedly a bit less, of course, hehe).
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Funnily enough, the Trojan Horse is not unlike a Scotch egg, with the pill representing the egg and the tuna rillettes acting as the sausagemeat outer layer. I can’t help feeling that my days are numbered, and that something will happen to make him stop eating them!
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In my case, reading your adventures with Louis brightens my life.
😀
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Aw, I am so glad! How nice if you to say so. I always imagine that most people read and feel better, mainly by thinking: “Thank God he’s not my cat.” 🤣🤣🤣
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Actually, I think Louis is lucky to live with such attentive human beings.
😺
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Thank you! 😊
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Oh the horror of getting a cat to take a pill. We have taken to driving over a mountain to get our little sod injected rather than try to get a pill down him manually. Bon chance!
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Oh good grief, do you really? How long is the journey? I completely sympathise!
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Sounds like the perfect schedule. I’m not sure how to add this directly to a comment, so I’m sharing a link to an image that I think you (and every other cat person) will appreciate… 🙂
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Hahahaha! These photos are how the term Grecoing got its name! (It’s really called the Greco-Roman method but the name has been shortened by me and Cat Daddy over time!)
https://louiscatorze.com/2017/01/07/la-pilule-est-dure-a-avaler/
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Ha– looks like the link brought up the photo. Grecoing is really the right name for it. This meme makes me giggle every time 🙂
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It really is the most awful thing to do, isn’t it? You can follow identical steps in identical conditions and not have the same result.
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The more you do it, the more they learn how to get out of it. At least we can laugh a little.
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This is true!
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