Remember the headless mouse that Louis Catorze left for his papa during their lads’ weekend? I have since discovered that Cat Daddy didn’t realise it was headless, despite being the one who disposed of it (?). It was only when I told him to zoom in on the photo he’d sent me at the time, that he realised.
Him: “So where’s the head?”
Where, indeed? The popular opinion is that Catorze ate it, but this would be the first time in his life that he’s ever done such a thing. He’s a mutilator, not an eater; think Buffalo Bill rather than Hannibal Lecter.
The other incongruous part of the story is that the mouse had a clump of Catorzian fur attached to one of its front paws (which Cat Daddy also didn’t notice until reviewing the photo). Is this the rodent equivalent of skin scrapings under the victim’s fingernails … or a creepy serial killer calling card, the way that The Night Stalker drew pentagrams or BTK wrote those weird poems?
In what we desperately hope is unrelated news, since Catorze decided that he does, after all, like wet food (is prey “wet food”?) after a lifetime of telling everyone that he didn’t, it seems that his 9,073 existing bowls will no longer do. He seems to have problems eating pieces of wet food from the edges, either because his snout is too fat get to them or because he is too thick to see that they’re there. Even the tilted bowl that I bought for him a couple of years ago seems problematic.
I have no idea what on earth prevents him from eating wet food from his bowls when he was perfectly able to eat dry food from the same bowls, but then nothing about him has ever made sense. Therefore, in many ways, this is no surprise.
So I bought another bowl. Yes, ANOTHER one. I had hoped to sneak it past Cat Daddy without him noticing but, as bad luck would have it, he was here when it arrived.
Him: “What’s in that parcel?”
Me: “Erm … promise you won’t be angry?”
Him: “It had better not be anything to do with cats.”
[Silence, tumbleweed, crickets.]

Him: “So what is it, then?”
Me: “It’s a bowl for Louis.”
Him: “[Unrepeatable Expletives.]”
Me: “But he’s struggling to eat out of his existing bowls.”
Him: “HE HAS SO MANY BOWLS. What are we going to do with the others?”
Me: “Erm … ahem … we could use them for ourselves?”
Him: “[Unrepeatable Expletives of the Worst Kind.]”
Luckily the little sod loves this bowl. Because it’s raised, tilted and curved, it places less stress on his creaky old bones and no bits can get stuck anywhere. However, after one feed, he still likes all the bits scooped back together into a pile in the middle. (Lizzi, if you are reading this, this is your fault.) And he also likes the pieces of fish cut up small. It seems he is not able to eat widely-strewn food pieces, nor can he chew pieces larger than 0.6cm², yet he can catch mice and rip their heads off. I know.

So all is now well with the world. Or, at least, it will be until I buy more bowls.
We bought this bowl from the wonderful Katzenworld. If your cat would like one, have a look here.
Ah ! At first we thought “Le Super Bol” referred to the American football champi0onshio…also known as “The Superb Owl”. We are glad Louis is happy – for the moment – with all the arrangements you have made for him.
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Oh, he’ll find something to whine about soon enough!
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Our dry food bowls are like that. The wet food bowls are very wide and shallow and are inserted into a silicon holder so the mess doesn’t end up on the floor. I usually end up scooping what is left on the edges of the bowl into the center of one bowl. I leave that out and eventually one of the boys comes back to finish it, usually Frankie.
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My money would’ve been on Chris! I wonder what it is that makes them dislike gathering up food from the edges and needing it pushed to the middle?
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He’s saving the head to put on a cat sized pike in the garden to warn off the others. What was the original Louis 14th famous quote that he had emblazoned on canons? the last recourse of kings?
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Yes! Ultima Ratio Regum!
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If you ask Catorze he’ll tell you that it’s nothing to do with having a fat snout; it’s a whiskers thing.
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Even with a flat dish, his fat snout pushes food to the edges and it stays there unless I push it to the middle. 🤷♀️
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Louis is a spoilt cat, Cat Daddy knows it but I’m not sure Louis realises it.
😺
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Louis doesn’t. He thinks this is exactly what all cats deserve.
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Oh… that’s a beautiful bowl! Hmmm… think I’m going to order one too… Thank goodness Louis loves his new bowl!
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Cat Daddy doesn’t understand the bowl. “So he has to eat STANDING UP?” 🤣🤣🤣
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Oh, I never thought to raise the food and water bows for Miss Penny 😦 Sa Maj is a spoiled brat but he deserves it 🙂
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It’s true! Everything you say about him is true! 🤣🤣🤣
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I have slanted elevated bowls similar to that. I think they like them but who knows. They are cats and what they love today is history tomorrow.
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Yes; the completely flat plate from which he happily ate a few years ago, is no longer up to standard. 🙄
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That is a very nice bowl. Like my kitties, Louis has a well-trained human. 🙂
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I am a pathetic excuse for a human.
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Just like the rest of us cat people
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Yes. I feel a bit better than I’m not alone.
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