A couple of nights ago, when I was sitting in the living room with Louis Catorze on my lap, Cat Daddy walked into the room and said, “There’s a huge full moon outside.”
Not even a second after those words had left him, Catorze jumped off my lap, ran to the window and headbutted the shutters.
Cat Daddy: “He knows, doesn’t he?”
Before I could stop him, Cat Daddy had opened the window and let Catorze out at The Front. He disappeared for about twenty minutes but then returned to sit on the window sill and look out at his royaume, with the full moon shining down on him. Oui, Mesdames et Messieurs: HE WAS CHARGING UP. If you believe in the power of crystals and charging them up under a full moon, then why not cats (especially this one)?
However, if you think that full moon madness means we are spared from any nonsense at times of other moon phases, you would be mistaken. Here is an old photo of the little sod demonstrating that, moon or no moon, he is perfectly able to power up for mayhem and mischief anytime:

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