What food would you say is your speciality?
All of it. Just give Louis Catorze all the food.
I dropped my phone into my breakfast the other day, sending yogurt flying in all directions. Because I was too lazy to clean it all up myself, I picked Catorze up and plonked him onto the table, like a living, screaming, self-operating mop.
Cat Daddy, absolutely disgusted: “Eurgh. His germs are going to be all over the table!”
Me: “Obviously I’m going to spray and wipe down the table after he’s finished. I’m not going to leave it all cat-spitty.”
Him: “And you’re encouraging him to eat human food – AGAIN.”
Merde. I didn’t think of that. This is exactly the opposite of what we ought to be doing.
Anyway, Catorze guzzled down the yogurt as fast as he could, as if worried that I might change my mind. And, credit where it’s due: the little sod did a grand job of getting rid of every trace of yogurt. Well, apart from this one:
Now, I guess, it’s a waiting game, to see if the food-bullying is worse as a result of the yogurt incident. That said, I’m struggling to think of what could possibly be worse than being headbutted, stamped upon and screamed at when you’re trying to eat your dinner.
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