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Thank you so much to everyone who sent birthday wishes to Louis Catorze, and special thanks to whoever sent him this, which he loved:

The little sod had a splendid time out all night, then waking me up at 5am, just for fun. His Quinceañera will take place tomorrow, and I will update you next week on how that went.

Remember those glorious days when Catorze would come to bed with me, and we would lie together in the light of my red lamp? Ah, what lovely memories. And, sadly, that’s all they are, because he doesn’t do it anymore. 

Mesdames et Messieurs, please reset your watches because Catorzian Summer Time (CST) is officially here, and this means that the little sod is permanently out. We never see him. In fact, he doesn’t even attend Boys’ Club anymore, much to Cat Daddy’s relief disappointment. 

And either the Beltane trickster gods are playing some sort of joke on us, or Armageddon is nigh: Louis Catorze and Blue the Smoke Bengal appear to have reached some kind of truce:

Relations between the two have always been somewhat mixed, with Blue being perfectly cordial and friendly and Catorze being the miserable shit who didn’t want to give him a chance. Catorze let the side down in spectacular fashion on this occasion, with the whole street watching. 

However, perhaps Catorze’s icy heart is melting in his old age as, today, he was more than happy to welcome his friend. It was nice of Blue to pop round and say hello, although I happen know that his mamma was away for the day so he was probably just bored. 

The rendez-vous didn’t last long, with Blue preferring to gaze over the fence into the Zone Libre than to interact with Catorze. But it’s good news that they are, at least, coexisting happily.

I wonder if Blue will come to tomorrow’s Quinceañera?

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