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What is the last thing you learned? Cat Daddy and I know that Louis Catorze is tiny. We’ve always known this. But, over the years, the little sod has mind-controlled us into using him as the benchmark for how all cats ought to be. And, recently, it has dawned on us just how much his…
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*WARNING: CONTAINS GRAPHIC REFERENCES TO CAT PUKE.* What are three objects you couldn’t live without? Rubber gloves, antibacterial spray and kitchen towel, it seems. Cat Daddy: “Where’s the hallway doormat gone?” Me: “I had to put it outside to dry.” Him: “That was ages ago. I thought I’d brought it back in?” Me: “You did.”…
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Sorry, everyone, for the weird posting yesterday. The system has been glitching like crazy, publishing some material too early and unpublishing other, already-live material. I don’t know what’s going on but I blame Mercury Retrograde. In other news, Mesdames et Messieurs, we had yet another puke incident last week. And, whilst there’s never really a…
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Cat puke: never fun to deal with, but even less fun when you hear the sound but then fail to find the evidence immediately. I’m still haunted by the time I heard Louis Catorze puking in 2018 (or maybe 2016, I don’t remember anymore) yet the puke remains undiscovered, to this day. One peaceful morning,…
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Mothra is home! The little sod made it through her surgery, and she was a little lethargic but otherwise fine. She and her brother Rodan are segregated for now, for the good of Mothra’s recovery. And, according to my source, “Neither one is happy about this”. This is sad but we can’t trust either of…
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What is the biggest challenge you will face in the next six months? I posted at the weekend about Louis Catorze’s cat-cousin Mothra, who had injured her tail in a scrap with a mystery cat. (The vet confirmed this from teeth marks in the wound – definitely another cat, not a fox or a dog…
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I know that I must be getting old, because I love going to bed. We are conditioned to fear the dark and the creatures that lurk within its depths but, as soon as the eerie blue twilight period descends upon us, I start to feel cosy and cocooned. (Plus I know that the creature of…
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A little while ago, I posted to say that I wouldn’t want more than one cat because I didn’t want the little sods ganging up on me. This remains true. However, another reason why a multi-cat situation wouldn’t suit me is because, if it’s not one needing veterinary treatment, it’s the other. You’ve seen what…
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Last week I sent this meme to a friend, because she also has a cat called Beans: Truly, there was nothing more in it than a casual, “Look, this cat has the same name as yours!” It wasn’t supposed to be a command, nor a premonition of the future. However, the Cat Universe had other…
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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…
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I often ask Cat Daddy if we can have another cat (and he always says no) but, in reality, I know that it probably wouldn’t work. This is not only because Louis Catorze has been the lone sovereign for all his life with us, but also because I couldn’t handle a team of the little…
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When I want Louis Catorze to approach me so that I can administer his thyroid medication, the little sod is skittish and suspicious. I do my best to Act Normal, pretending to move around doing random household things so that he will let me slither ever-closer to him, but it doesn’t work; the slightest wrong…
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Do you need a break? From what? If I were to mention an itchy black cat in a Cône, you would be forgiven for thinking that I were talking about Louis Catorze. However, this time it’s his cat-cousin Rodan who has come a cropper. Rodan could do with a break from scratching. However, the only…