It’s autumn. If you have been following Le Blog for any length of time, you may have noticed that I like autumn. A LOT.
The air isn’t quite as crisp and autumnal right now as I’d like, but the summer humidity is no more (thank goodness), and most normal cats might be starting to retreat indoors and power down. Louis Catorze, however, still has his clock set to CST (Catorzian Summer Time) and is gadding about outside, goading the foxes (yes, we’ve actually SEEN him doing this) and so on. And he’s still mousing. When we came back from our weekend away, we found another one.
Oh, and when he comes indoors, he wants to play.
My early mornings are now all about waving a pink butterfly on a string whilst a manic vampire cat chases it. Catorze is having the time of his life. Meanwhile, I am sweating, puffing and bleeding from the eyeballs in my pathetic efforts to keep up with him. It’s quite the departure from my once-gentle and serene introduction to the day, watching the sunrise, reading a book and sipping green tea.
Here is Catorze, having just bounced and landed, very appropriately, right under the watchful gaze of Count Dracula. Look at that flailing, mischievous tail:
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