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Cat Daddy and I have just spent the weekend with his sister and brother-in-law. Part of that involved sorting through boxes of their dad’s belongings, some of which dated back to before World War II. 

Among the war memorabilia, the books and the letters, we found this photo: 

We always knew that he was a Cat Man, but until now we had no idea that Louis Catorze’s Cat Grandpa had a cat called Lewis. Judging from this picture, it looks as if Lewis was a ginge, so Cat Grandpa clearly had a penchant for the naughty ones (which explains why he got on so well with Catorze). The thought of the war hero returning home to his orange cat makes our hearts glow. 

So, however much he may protest, and whether he likes it or not, Cat Daddy has catness in his blood. Ha. 

Meanwhile, back in TW8, Blue the Smoke Bengal’s mamma, who was feeding Catorze in our absence, reported that the little sod had a “big appetite” and ate “every scrap of food” served. This is the same cat who, when I dish up his Orijen, sniffs it, gives me the “And what the hell do you call THIS shit?” look, then walks away. 

Here he is, about twenty minutes after our return, wailing pathetically at the food I’ve just given him – which is the EXACT SAME FOOD that he had during our absence:

Please, someone, explain this beast?

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