Louis Catorze’s body clock is completely up the spout.
He is unhungry in the morning, remaining so all day, as if he has forgotten that food is even a thing. Then, as soon as the sun sets, that’s when he wants to eat. In fact, a few days ago, we knew that it was EXACTLY sunset because the footballers on television broke their fast at the same time.
If you are new to Le Blog, you may be wondering whether something may be wrong with Catorze. However, if you know him as we do, you will recognise that we have simply entered CST, or Catorzian Summer Time.
This is the time when Catorze turns into a teenager on his summer holidays. This includes the following behaviour:
⁃ Sleeping late
⁃ Rolling down for breakfast at sunset
⁃ Further after-dark feeds, taking advantage of the fact that Cat Daddy has usually had a few drinks at this point so his food-portioning skills are, erm, less precise
⁃ Late night Boys’ Club
⁃ Going out gallivanting all night
It happens every year, although we hadn’t anticipated it starting so soon this time. The weather isn’t quite warm enough for him to be out all night, but he’s nailed most of the things on the list already, so it won’t be long until that last one follows.
Oh, and we wouldn’t put it past him to never grow old and never die, either. (Horror film fans of a certain age: if you know, you know.)
We are very lucky that our senior boy still has so much life in him. Long may it continue (apart from the nocturnal screaming bit).

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