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A couple of nights ago, Cat Daddy and I sat down to watch the live election debate between our current Prime Minister and the Leader of the Opposition. Louis Catorze joined us, taking his usual place on his papa’s lap. Fifteen minutes in and I’d had enough; all they did was shout over each other…
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Describe your dream chocolate bar Cats and chocolate don’t really go together, so Louis Catorze doesn’t have a dream one. However, if he WERE a chocolate bar, he would be one of those 99% ones: dark, bitter and only manageable in very small doses. For more Catorzian capers, please visit http://louiscatorze.com
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Although the idea of being awoken by sweet birdsong is romantic, the reality is somewhat different. In the summer months, London’s resident parakeets – yes, we really do have them living wild here – start their infernal racket at 4am. Although they’re strikingly pretty birds, there’s nothing nice about the noise that they make (nor…
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Earlier this week, the beautician came over for a waxing and massage appointment. Louis Catorze has had some lively interactions with her in the past and, now that he is used to her, that’s where I thought any nonsense would remain: IN THE PAST. Catorze, however, had other ideas. He was conspicuously absent during the…
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What better way to spend a half term break than accidentally meeting celebrity cats? Cat Daddy and I met up with some friends, who also happen to be fellow Chat Noir hostages, and, after lunch, we went for a short walk along the river as it was a lovely day. And we just happened to…
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What are you good at? Not applying cat sunblock, that’s for sure. This is the face – or, rather, the rear end – of someone who has just fought like an absolute demon to try and prevent me from applying his sunblock on his ears: My friend, who is a dog person: “Does he NEED…
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When I opened the door the other night to put out some recycling, Louis Catorze slalomed between my ankles and shot out. I know: standard Catorze. However, I had forgotten that it was a full moon that night. So, when Cat Daddy and I, on separate occasions, tried to corral him back in, there was…
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Louis Catorze’s ears are starting to go bald again. This happened a few years ago, for no reason whatsoever, and the vet was unable to provide any answers. Then the fur grew back again, so we didn’t bother pursuing it any further (not that we would have known what to do, had we wished to…
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Cat Daddy is away in New York at the moment, so it’s just me and Louis Catorze at Le Château. Usually, when Cat Daddy is out, Catorze ramps up the bad behaviour, only to morph back into a placid, impeccably-behaved kitty when his papa returns. Predictably, he is doing exactly that now, except this time…
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I have managed to record Louis Catorze drinking from the tall tumbler version of the Versailles wine glass. (Yes, I bought him TWO birthday glasses, so that he would have one if the other were in the wash.) The angle is weird and it’s not the clearest footage because I had to film it from…
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List your top 5 favourite fruits. Will one fruit do? We had a visitor to Le Château the other day, as you can see below. And, before you ask what on earth this has to do with fruit, our guest’s name is Lemon. I’m not joking. Lemon may look like a fine specimen of velvety…
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What’s one small improvement you can make in your life? Louis Catorze thinks his life is perfectly delightful as it is, merci for asking. He thinks it’s the rest of us who need to improve OUR pathetic lives, and that we should do so as follows: 1. Give the cat whatever they want. 2. See…
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We all know how much Louis Catorze hates the sound of the guitar. However, poor Catorze hates the guitar even when it’s not being played. In fact, he hates it so much that, when Cat Daddy picked it up the other day to move it to one side, the little sod ran for the hills.…
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I’m glad to report that there have been no more mice since my last-but-one post. However, Louis Catorze did wake me at 5am one morning to proudly deliver me a piece of flaked almond. I know. Anyway, in other news, remember my blissful morning ritual of sipping green tea whilst Catorze sleeps on my lap?…