When I opened the door the other night to put out some recycling, Louis Catorze slalomed between my ankles and shot out.
I know: standard Catorze.
However, I had forgotten that it was a full moon that night. So, when Cat Daddy and I, on separate occasions, tried to corral him back in, there was no sign of him.
Eventually it was time for bed, so my only options were to go and search for him (not great but the lesser evil), or to just wait up indefinitely (what the absolute NO). I called, and there was no answer. He’s usually quite good at answering when he hears his name, and at mwahhing a little “Merci” when he’s let back in again after a stint at The Front. But this time: silence.
When I went outside, I found him sitting on the window sill. The little sod had heard me perfectly well, but was just choosing to ignore me.
Furthermore, when I called his name again, he went full Regan MacNeil on me, letting out the most evil growl I have ever heard. I then saw that the moon was in full view, and that Catorze was in the best possible spot to soak up its beams.
HOLY HECK: HE WAS FEEDING FROM IT.
The little sod pitter-pattered in, somewhat resentfully, like a demonic child who had been told to leave a ouija board party early. And I didn’t get the little “Merci” chirp this time, although I did get multiple awakenings throughout the night, with him bouncing around and whining.
It’s half term next week. Merci à Dieu – or not, since I’ll be stuck with Catorze for a whole week. Luckily Cat Daddy is now home, so I’m hoping that Boys’ Club will create a diversion from mischief-making.
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Such stereotypical Black Cat Behavior Louis !
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Do all Chats Noirs do this?
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Whew! Best wishes for a less stressful week!
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He’s going to drive me mad!
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In ancient times, his behavior would prove witches have familiars, though I’d hate to lose you to the fires! LOL!
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The Moon.
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He’s always naughtier on a full moon.
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If it’s any consolation, it’s not just the House Panthers. The Torties are also feeding off the moon’s rays. Amber gave us quite the scare the other night by scampering out and then refusing to come in until she’d had her fill.
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Oh no! She’s fully charged up too?
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Not sure. No late night parkour, but that’s not really Amber’s style. Machiavellian machinations are more her thing as the reigning Tortie Empress.
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Please tell me that photo was enhanced.
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Erm … ahem … no. It’s one that Cat Daddy took some time ago, but no trickery. We don’t know how to do photo trickery, in all honesty.
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Oooh!
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I know. I think Cat Daddy moved the camera when taking it, which caused the distorted eyes. But no Photoshoppery here!
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Louis is still full of beans, Cat Daddy is back and a half term holiday is coming, is it not a beautiful life 🙂 ?
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He’s getting his steroid shot this afternoon so it’s all downhill from here!
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Catorze, I mean. Not Cat Daddy.
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I feel relieved to hear it isn’t Cat Daddy 🙂
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Oh no… too late! I wish I didn’t see that scary photograph. It will haunt me for many nights…
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Erm, I have far worse ones than this!
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Oh my word!!!!!!! 😂 😂 😂
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I know!
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At least he came in! He could have waited until you were asleep before he howled to come in.
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Yes, true. Your second suggestion would be a far more Catorzian thing to do.
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Oh no. You let him recharge!
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I didn’t let him! He escaped. I was the innocent bystander in all this!
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