Remember when I had to lock myself in a room with Louis Catorze because he couldn’t behave during Zoom calls? Well, now, I am locking myself in a room with him because he can’t behave generally. It beggars belief that this is what has become of me.
When the beautician visited recently, naturellement Catorze barged into the bedroom and screamed. But, after tiring of that, he went back downstairs to torment Cat Daddy, and the last ten minutes of my supposedly relaxing treatment were peppered with cries of “Ouch! Get off!” from downstairs.
The little sod won’t leave Cat Daddy alone. Usually, at worst, this is just a bit annoying. However, because Cat Daddy is recovering from an operation, jumping onto wounds and digging claws into infection-prone skin is quite dangerous behaviour.
So it seems that Catorze absolutely cannot be left unsupervised with Cat Daddy for the moment. And this might present a slight problem when I go back to work on 1st September.
At least, this time, he’s not screaming to be released from the room. However, I’m getting Looks. And they aren’t particularly pleasant:
It can take months to fully heal after a knee replacement. Am I condemned to spend this time locked in a room with a cat giving me the evil eye, to save poor Cat Daddy from further injury?
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