Les rillettes de thon blanc

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.

Maybe I’ll wrap the next pill in grass, for a Cornish Yarg effect.

18 thoughts on “Les rillettes de thon blanc

    1. 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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    1. 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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