My last blog post received quite the rapturous reception from my followers. As a tribute to the vigilante cats, I asked Bing’s AI bot to create a picture of them, along with their comrade Hunter, Scourge of Rottweilers (centre). I hope that they are strutting around kitty heaven looking just like this:
In other news, if you followed Le Blog through lockdown, you will know that Louis Catorze was an absolute menace during my online lessons. He had a fondness for my Year 11 class in particular and, as soon as the clock hit 3:10 on Thursday afternoon, he would appear from wherever he was and wreak absolute havoc.
On Saturday I attended a Zoom talk about witchcraft and, naturellement, given his past form, I expected utter carnage. Luckily, on this occasion, it was one of those live streaming events in which the viewers remained invisible, so I didn’t really care what he did. We could have had a full-on heavy metal concert in the living room and neither the speaker nor the other viewers would have had the slightest idea.
However, to my absolute astonishment, Catorze was quiet. He listened intently for a while, then dozed off, with his ears occasionally flicking. Either he recognised these as his people and wanted to hear what they had to say, or he couldn’t be bothered to make trouble as there was zero embarrassment in it for me. Où est le fun in that?
Here he is, deeply engrossed in every single witchy word. Should I expect (more) trouble later?
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