Oh. Mon. Dieu. Cat Daddy has just given Louis Catorze the leftover skin and fatty bits from our Michelin-starred hot-smoked salmon. The little sod is absolutely gorging himself senseless, like I’ve never seen him eat before.
Obviously we weren’t going to eat those bits ourselves, so I’m glad they weren’t just thrown away. But, the last time Catorze had Michelin-starred hot-smoked salmon (stolen from my unsupervised dinner), he then went on hunger strike for two days when we didn’t give him more. I really, really don’t want him to do this again.
What will it be, Mesdames et Messieurs? Will Catorze be satisfied with this one evening of salmon-gluttony, obediently returning to his Orijen tomorrow without objection? Or is war about to break out here at Le Château?
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