What is one question you hate to be asked? Explain.
“What’s the matter with your cat?”
WE DON’T KNOW. NOBODY KNOWS. IF WE KNEW, WE WOULD DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT.
Louis Catorze’s screaming is getting worse. I know that I complain about it all the time (although still nowhere near as much as Cat Daddy does), but it never used to be like this:
Now it’s like this all the time, and I wondered if something could be genuinely wrong with Catorze.
Cat Daddy: “Mentally wrong, maybe. He’s gone ****ing demented.”
Not long after this video was filmed, a (male) friend visited us. As you know, Catorze loves boys, so this did nothing to calm the situation. In fact, it made things worse.
The little sod circled our friend, then jumped up onto the arm of the sofa so that he could nuzzle his upper body, all the while screaming himself witless. It probably would have gone on all night had Cat Daddy’s phone not rung in the middle of it all.
Cat Daddy, picking up his phone and turning to our friend: “Oh, it’s YOU calling me! You must have pocket-dialled me.”
Our friend: “No, my phone’s not even in my pocket. I put it down over there.”
It turned out that, in his haste to snuggle our friend, Catorze had stepped on the phone, which was resting on the arm of the sofa, and called Cat Daddy. It’s quite fortunate that it was him, because anyone else would have answered the call to be greeted by a cacophony of over-excited Catorzian screaming and purring. Trust me, nobody wants or deserves that.
Anyway, after having a cup of tea and trying to hold some sort conversation over the screaming, Cat Daddy and our friend went out, leaving Catorze stuck with the third favourite human of the day. And then he shut up.
Seriously, what can we do? Is this our life now?
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