A couple of nights ago, Cat Daddy and I sat down to watch the live election debate between our current Prime Minister and the Leader of the Opposition. Louis Catorze joined us, taking his usual place on his papa’s lap.
Fifteen minutes in and I’d had enough; all they did was shout over each other (the election candidates, I mean, not Catorze and Cat Daddy). And it seemed I wasn’t alone in finding it quite jarring and stressful because, just as I stood up to go and do something else, Catorze stepped onto the remote control and changed channels.
Cat Daddy: “OH, FOR ****’S SAKE! LOUIS, YOU ****!”
Catorze: “Mwah!”
I adjourned from the kitchen to the living room to watch something more relaxing – demonic possessions, serial killers, whatever – whilst Cat Daddy tried to rewind back to the point where he’d left off. Catorze, whose work was done, came to sit with me for a short while, then escaped out at The Front when Cat Daddy put out the recycling.
The next day, the general consensus regarding the election debate was that neither candidate covered themselves in glory. In other words, Catorze’s thinking was in line with that of the nation.
Or was the nation in line with Catorze? And is this all part of the World Domination Plan?
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