Cat Daddy returned home from his trip at the start of the week, and Louis Catorze’s screaming has been absolutely off the scale ever since. Every time I think it can’t get worse, the little sod proves me wrong.
During Cat Daddy’s absence, Catorze wouldn’t leave me alone; he clung to me like a limpet and followed me everywhere that I went. Now he’s dropped me like a day-old bagel (thank you, Kate, for teaching me this phrase!).
So part of his rambunctiousness is down to pure joy that his favourite human is back. However, it’s also been raining a lot; as you know, Catorze LOVES storms and is always more excitable during them. Also, Cat Daddy’s sister is staying with us for a few days, and Catorze is making the most of having an extra spectator for his dramatic skits.
All these factors work together, like the ingredients of a magic spell, to form an unbelievably bouncy, loud Catorze.
Cat Auntie talks to Catorze a lot. So most of our evenings have gone like this:
Catorze: “Mwahhhh!”
Cat Auntie: “Hellooooo!”
Him: “Mwah!”
Her: “How nice it is to have a cat who wants to come and say hello!”
Him: “Mwah!”
Her: “You’re very noisy, aren’t you?”
Him: “Mwah!”
Her: “When I speak to your daddy on the phone, I can often hear you in the background, can’t I?”
Him: “Mwah!”
Her: “I know, I know.”*
Him: “Mwah!”
*What does she know? How does she know? And how is it that, despite living with Catorze for all these years, WE STILL DON’T KNOW?
Although I appreciate our guests engaging with Catorze, unfortunately I think it’s making him worse, a bit like arguing with that person looking for a fight instead of taking the wind out of their sails by ignoring them.
Oh well. Sa Maj is happy, and that’s the main thing.
Here he is on his favourite lap, demonstrating that, unlike most cats, for him, a slappy tail is a happy one:
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