If you could host a dinner and anyone you invited were sure to come, who would you invite?

Louis Catorze doesn’t really have any friends, so his dinner party would be a quiet affair consisting of just him and Cat Daddy. I don’t suppose even I would be invited, although I would probably be expected to do the catering.

Catorze’s cat-cousin Otis, however, would invite next door’s chickens. After all, they were kind enough to host him the other night, not just for dinner but for an overnight stay, so the correct protocol would be to return the gesture, non?

Oui, Mesdames et Messieurs: Otis has just returned home from an impromptu mini-break in next door’s chicken coop. Astonishingly, the chickens were unharmed; the neighbours have done a head-count and confirmed that they are all present and correct.

Otis was also fine, although unusually tired. We don’t know what went on during those eighteen (!) lost hours, nor will we ever find out – after all, what happens in the coop stays in the coop. But the AI Bot has a few ideas.

We would bet Le Château on number three:

Maybe, but doesn’t explain the tiredness.
Not beyond the realms of possibility.
We have a winner.

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13 responses to “Cooped up”

  1. mmechapeau avatar
    mmechapeau

    Garry Cat, a former black cat of ours vanished for several days before reappearing and we still ignore what happened to him. We were on holiday in France and fortunately, he went back just a few hours before we left our accommodations.

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    1. iamthesunking avatar

      I bet the chickens in that area have a story to tell!

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      1. mmechapeau avatar
        mmechapeau

        At that time, we had pictured the poor cat locked in a garage or a shed. We had never thought about a coop, but why not? 🐔🐔🐔

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        1. iamthesunking avatar

          I’d never have believed it myself, had it not happened to Otis!

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  2. Kate Crimmins avatar

    And no rotisserie chicken was served! 🙂

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    1. iamthesunking avatar

      Oh my, would your gang have helped themselves to chicken? (Extra-rare?)

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      1. Kate Crimmins avatar

        I doubt it but they do kill mice.

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  3. fatdormouse avatar

    Wouldn’t Sa Maj invite all the Boys’ Club round? A tete-a-tete for two is lovely, but might he not want more testosterone?

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    1. iamthesunking avatar

      Erm, Boys’ Club is just him and Cat Daddy. 🤣🤣🤣

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      1. fatdormouse avatar

        Sorry, I had it my mind that Boys’ Club was when “the lads” (as we Scousers call them) came round to watch the footie, or something like that. I have misunderstood – or, more likely, misremembered. So, I obviously concur that Boys’ Club is perfect for Sa Maj.

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        1. iamthesunking avatar

          Oh, your vision of Boys’ Club has happened in the past, so you haven’t completely imagined that. Catorze loves having men visit. But the founder members are Catorze and Cat Daddy. 🤣🤣🤣

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  4. sevencatsandcounting avatar

    You are correct! Number 3 is by far the most realistic scenario.

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    1. iamthesunking avatar

      Such a shame we will never know for sure! Otis ain’t telling.

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