The Bus of Misrule seems to be stopping off at every household but mine at the moment. I don’t know what’s in the air, but we’re going through an unsettling period of other cats being utter shits and mine behaving impeccably.
After hearing curious crunching sounds, my sister caught Otis under the bed happily tucking into the head of a “mouse”. She posted a picture of it on the family WhatsApp group and the rest of us could see, quite clearly, that this was far too big to be a mouse. But who was going to tell her?
In the end we all did.
My sister ended up having to poke Otis away with a broom, before retrieving and disposing of the three-quarters of the “mouse” that remained.
The very next day, my other sister reported that Mothra had brought in a live frog. This was eventually caught and set free in the garden.
And, as someone who can’t bear to see naughtiness go by without getting serious FOMO, Boots – usurper stepbrother of Antoine, Louis Catorze’s frère-from-another-mère – couldn’t resist joining in. The naughty sod broke into a pack of Easypill* and scoffed what remained.
*As you can probably imagine, this is a paste used to coat pills, to make cats more inclined to eat them. A kind of meaty, pliable Trojan Horse, if you will.
It’s not often that I get to call other cats out on their unsatisfactory conduct whilst mine is an absolute angel, but I’ll take it. Let’s hope that this won’t rebound horribly on me.
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