If cats had taglines*, what would yours be?
*I thought this said “tagines” at first, and was about to reply, “Clay, glazed, not cast iron and DEFINITELY not plebby aluminium.”.
Well, it’s not so much a tagline as an earworm. I apologise in advance for the fact that, after you read this, you, too, will be singing it all day. With these lyrics, not with the original ones.
Since Louis Catorze is so fond of sleeping on a tutu, we have bought him one of his own. This was partly because we would do anything for our boy and, if it’s a tutu he wants, a tutu he shall have. But it was mainly so that we could laugh about it. And the choice of pink was Cat Daddy’s idea, “because it would look nice against his black fur” (?).
I even made up a song about it, although Cat Daddy didn’t quite share my enthusiasm:
Me: “He’s got a raaaasp-berry tutu, the kind you find o-on A-m-aaa-zon …”
Him: “That is SACRILEGE.”
Me: “Raaaasp-berry tutu, and if he were human, he would put the thing on.”
Him: “…”
Me: “Raaaasp-berry tutu, I think he looooo-o-oves it …”
Him: “Please stop now.”
Here is Catorze (below), enjoying his new bed, and just look at his silly little tail tucked into the mesh in the second shot. Should we buy him a different colour – and create a new song – for each season?

His name was Louis Catorze …”

But he just ignored me, of course …”
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