Sometimes you have to ask the question, even if you already know the answer. This is one of those times.
I snapped up the very last copy of this book from Amazon and, once again, I forgot that the order notifications go through to Cat Daddy’s phone. The conversation that ensued was quite interesting, but this is the abridged version:
Him: “Why are you buying this? You hardly need a book to tell you if he’s gay or not.”
Him: “And anyway, don’t you already have this book?”
Me: “No, of course I don’t. Why would I buy two of the same book? That would be ridiculous.”
Him: “I’m sure I’ve seen it in the house.”
Me: “You must be thinking of, erm, ahem, my “Poetry for Cats” book which has very similar illustrations.”
[Silence, tumbleweed, crickets]
Anyway, after several weeks of no book, the supplier eventually contacted me to tell me it was out of stock and to refund my money. Then, last week, having been refunded, the book arrived … and, the same day, a friend revealed that she had also bought me a copy.
So now I have two of the same book. Which is ridiculous.
Interestingly, Louis Catorze has not (yet) displayed any of the criteria mentioned in the book. However, I think a reprint is due as the book fails to mention two huge Catorzian pink flags: hanging out with unneutered male cats (Ginger Impinger Dosti, Beefy Tabby Tigger and Donnie, to name but three) and aggressively demanding attention from human males, whether or not they want to give it.
Here he is, scouring the horizon for more men: