Diwali and Bonfire Night have, once again, been and gone without incident. Louis Catorze was startled by one bang for about 0.6 seconds and then forgot about it, appearing not to even notice that there was any further noise. This is very good news indeed and we are fully aware of how lucky we are.
Meanwhile, Cat Daddy is trying to get to grips with the labyrinthine twists and turns of, erm, Instagram. Not long ago he received a notification that I had posted a photo of Catorze.
Cat Daddy: “How do I Like this picture?”
Me: “You click on the heart.”
Him: “But it’s a bit obvious if I Like it, isn’t it? It’s like cronyism.”
[Silence, tumbleweed, crickets.]
Me: “You might be overthinking this a little.”
Him: “What if I dislike the picture?”
Me: “It’s Louis! You can’t dislike your boy.”
Him: “What if I want to give him a thumbs down?”
Me: “You can’t. There isn’t a thumbs down on Instagram. I guess you’d just have to scroll past.”
Him: “Anyway, look at the state of his whiskers. It’s an absolutely awful picture.”
Me: “You took it.”
[Stonier silence, more tumbleweed, noisier crickets.]
Luckily Catorze couldn’t give a merde about who likes him and who doesn’t. Sometimes – admittedly not very often, but sometimes – I think we should all try to be a bit more like Catorze.
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