My favourite quote is by, erm, some science fiction guy, and it appears at the start of The Houses October Built: “I’m not afraid of werewolves or vampires or haunted hotels. I’m afraid of what real human beings do to other real human beings.”
I couldn’t agree more. Fiction doesn’t scare me in the slightest, but real life evil/weird deeds do. With that in mind, I should have known not to watch The House of Secrets on Netflix late at night, and just one episode of that had me weeping, shuddering and dry-retching with fear. I was then stupid enough to watch a second episode immediately afterwards, and stupider still to be surprised when the same thing happened.
(If you are anything like me, do not watch this show late at night, even if accompanied. I am dying to know what happens in the end, but I have serious doubts about whether watching any more would be a good idea.)
I asked Cat Daddy to come to bed with me straight afterwards because I was too scared to go alone, and he grudgingly agreed even though he wasn’t tired and wanted to stay up. As I sat in bed waiting for him, I heard the pitter-patter of feline feet, then Louis Catorze appeared next to me. I don’t think I have ever been happier to hear his whiny little voice and to give him a cuddle.
However, after a minute or two, I could see the little sod preparing to leave. I tried to hold onto him but he wasn’t having it.
“Don’t go!” I bleated pathetically.
I know. Begging my cat not to leave me is a new low. And the worst part of it was that he went, leaving me alone with my thoughts and my terrifying visions of hanging bodies until Cat Daddy joined me, huffing that I had forced him to bed early and that, if I was scared, I only had myself to blame. (That last bit was true, but at that moment it really didn’t help to hear it.)
Here is Sa Maj, not giving a hoot about me and my nonsense and, instead, being far more interested in full moon madness and getting high on his catnip banana:
jesuisleroisoleil 
Well, to be fair, no cat who was a good union kitty would stay with you if you ASKED him to stay. You need to act indifferent, at least. Better you had taken a snack with you to bed…then you might have had company.
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Oh, he totally would’ve stayed for a snack!
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Catnip toys. Gateway to catnip tea, inhaling lines of refined nip, and of course catnip flower buds -the hashish of modern nip.
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Indeed! Far more fun than staying with me!
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Those cats never take us seriously, do they? We get a “serves you right” attitude and a tail flick. Why do we love them so much?
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I know! They treat us like dirt!
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I can’t believe Louis knows the last word written below the picture.
Where the hell might your little boy have heard such an awful word?
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He practically invented it!
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I’m not sure you can be proud of it.
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I’m not! I’m more resigned to it …
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Guess he doesn’t feel the need to protect his domain against your demons. 😸
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He *IS* the demon!
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There is something very visually disturbing about the last picture!
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Yup. That’s Le Roi for you.
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It is shocking to think such a vulgar insult is employed by Sa Maj 🙀 Agree with you about the things that are truly scary…I work alone all night in a funeral home and am often asked: “aren’t you afraid?” I reply: ” What’s some poor dead sap going to do? It’s of the living that one needs to beware; you’ve been watching too many zombie movies!” I will admit I got a good laugh when someone shot back: “you haven’t been watching enough of them!” 🤣
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At least it wasn’t one of the dead saps who said that! 🤣🤣🤣
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