A few nights ago, I had to turf a very indignant Louis Catorze off my lap to answer the door. It was a lady that I’d never seen before. 

Lady: “Hello, I live at number sixty-three [or whatever number it was – I was so mortified at being caught out in my pyjamas at 8pm that I missed some of the detail]. I don’t suppose you’re missing a cat, are you?”

My brain: “Oh shit. What’s he done this time.”

My mouth: “No, I’m not. My cat’s right here.”

I pointed down to the space on the floor where Catorze would ordinarily be, in the event of someone knocking at the door. Naturellement, the one time that I actually wanted him to appear, he didn’t. Yet somehow I refrained from dragging the lady into the house, screaming, “See? It must have been some other black cat! You can’t prove anything!”

Lady again: “It’s a white Persian cat, with a name tag that says “Betty”. She has a phone number on her collar but the last few numbers have rubbed off.”

My brain: “THANK GOD.”

My mouth: “No, that’s not my cat. But she lives in the third or fourth house from the end of the street, the one with the blue door. And her Cat Daddy is called [name of neighbour who lives with Betty].”

Cat Daddy: “You could put her picture next to Louis’s and ask your followers to vote for the prettiest.” Erm, no thanks.

That is the scary thing about us cat freaks, Mesdames et Messieurs: we may never have spoken to you and you may not even know who we are but, if you have a cat, we know your name and where you live. Our subversive network spreads deep and wide, like the French Resistance during World War II.

Catorze and Betty have never crossed paths – at least, not when we’ve been watching him. When he’s alone and unsupervised out at The Front, who knows what he does? But, as he has a dislike of long-haired cats, I don’t imagine the encounter would go well, plus Betty is something of a bruiser, having been witnessed fighting with Catus Interruptus on one occasion. 

That said, it would be quite funny to see two such diametrically-opposed cats facing off: an angelic white Persian with a pink diamanté collar, and a scraggy, black devil-cat with fangs.

What a good thing it is that we have the AI Bot, to turn our visions into almost-reality: 

Catorze is the one on the left.

For more Catorzian capers, please visit http://louiscatorze.com

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22 responses to “Woah-ohh White Betty”

  1. mcmcneil1 avatar
    mcmcneil1

    At least Betty got safely home. And your neighbor made t he effort to get her home.

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    1. iamthesunking avatar

      I can tell that she’s going to be a bit of a naughty one!

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  2. Kate Crimmins avatar

    I always know the names of the pets in the neighborhood. I walk and will automatically chat with anyone walking their dog or if I see a cat in the window. I recently found out that my next door neighbor has a cat. I have never seen it. Not in a window or doorway. I must have my cat-dar checked!

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    1. iamthesunking avatar

      Hahaha! How long have they had the cat?

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      1. Kate Crimmins avatar

        A long time. The woman lives in the south during the cold months. Her son, who I never see, lives there year round with the cat.

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  3. mmechapeau avatar
    mmechapeau

    You can reassure Cat Daddy, Louis with his fangs is prettier than Betty with her short muzzle. 😺

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    1. iamthesunking avatar

      He won’t agree. I just know it. 🤣🤣🤣

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  4. Herman avatar
    Herman

    Catorze and Betty…?? Sounds like a match made in heaven (or maybe hell)… 😹

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    1. iamthesunking avatar

      Or maybe somewhere in between? Purgatory? 🤣🤣🤣

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      1. Dr. CaSo avatar

        Purrrrgatory you mean?

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        1. iamthesunking avatar

          🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

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  5. cat9984 avatar

    I’ve never seen a Persian look so tough. Beautiful cat

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    1. iamthesunking avatar

      She’s the tiniest little thing. Smaller than Catorze. 😱

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  6. Penny Cooper avatar
    Penny Cooper

    Lol dog and cat people are the same although I never know where the cats or most of the dogs live but when chatting to people I meet I often know the dog’s names and could give a full description but ask me about their owner and I don’t have a clue, why look at them when they have a dog for me to look at, of course it’s a rare thing to meet the owner of a cat but funnily enough I bet the owners of the cars me and Merlot sidle up to, too many to count, I bet they all know me and him because Merlot doesn’t go for their cats and sometimes the cats come closer rather than running away! I’ve never asked AI to do me a picture of Merlot, how do you do that??

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    1. iamthesunking avatar

      I use the Bing app. Just type in what you want to see, e.g. “chihuahua swigging red wine straight from the bottle” and they’ll do it.

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      1. Penny Cooper avatar
        Penny Cooper

        Did you choose red wine as an example on purpose?? Wouldn’t Merlot drinking merlot be some sort of canibalism??? 😱 🤣

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        1. iamthesunking avatar

          No, I see it more like a namesake, like the Earl of Sandwich eating a sandwich!

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  7. Phil Taylor avatar

    I will always be on LouisCatorze’s side unless he chooses to battle my cat

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    1. iamthesunking avatar

      He’s turning into a right scrappy bruiser in his old age. He used to be quite cordial towards other cats and now he’s not.

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  8. Charles Huss avatar

    I would pay to see that. 🙂

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    1. iamthesunking avatar

      The way things are going, you might not need to! It’s only a matter of time before he find himself over there. 🤣🤣🤣

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