How do you manage screen time for yourself?
Quite simply, I can’t and I don’t. And, of every one of the 836 hours per day that I spend on my phone, 736 are spent on WordPress documenting Louis Catorze’s stupid shit. (The other 100 are spent messaging people to complain about his stupid shit, and editing photos of him to try to make him look even passably presentable.)
When I first started Le Blog back in 2014, Catorze wasn’t in the best of health so my posts tended to be about medical issues rather than about his misdeeds. And, of course, being unwell meant that he didn’t have the energy or the inclination to be especially naughty. In fact, there were weeks when I would only post once. ONCE.
Now that he’s much better, of course, it’s non-stop.
We are rolling steadily towards winter, a time when most normal cats – especially ones of, erm, advanced years – start to calm down. However, Catorze is still up to mischief, still taking awful photos, and I still need my daily therapy of messaging friends to vent, which means that my screen time doesn’t look set to change anytime soon. In fact, if anything, it will get worse.
Here he is, utterly unrepentant, having just upended the bin bag (pictured behind him) and covered himself in bin juice, AGAIN:

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