When I make tea in the morning and take it up to Cat Daddy, more often than not I find Louis Catorze occupying my spot in bed. My arrival displeases him so much that he jumps down and leaves the room. (Catorze, I mean, not Cat Daddy.)
However, last week I refrained from bringing tea because I had a cold and didn’t want to be handling cups and teaspoons with my lurgy-hands. This meant that Catorze had an in-bed Boys’ Club with no interruption from me.
The little sod absolutely lost his mind and couldn’t believe his luck at having his favourite person all to himself. Here are a few photos of just how much fun he had:
Next time, I fear I will be told to just leave the tea and go.
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