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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?…
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Louis Catorze welcomed a friend during the bank holiday weekend. Well, when I say “welcomed”, I don’t really mean that. In fact, “friend” may be something of a stretch, too. If you are a long-term follower of Le Blog, you will know that relations between Catorze and Oscar the dog next door were, erm, somewhat…
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I have just arrived home after the football. In the time it took me to go upstairs, take off my make-up and change my clothes, Louis Catorze managed to produce a mouse from somewhere and place it in the usual trophy cabinet at the bottom of the stairs. When I came back downstairs he was…
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Thank you to everyone who kindly sent birthday wishes to Louis Catorze. (Those who didn’t shall be sent to the guillotine.) The little sod had a magnificent day, consisting of the following activities: 1. Waking me during 5am parkour/singalong. 2. Following Cat Daddy around all day, screaming for attention and headbutting aggressively if it wasn’t…
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There lives a certain cat in TW8He is small and black, and he looks a total stateMost people look at him with terror and with fearAnd Ocado drivers all know to stay well clearHe can scream his guts out like he’s dyingEven when there’s nothing wrong We can’t shut him up though we keep tryingSo…
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Yesterday we finally met Louis Catorze’s cat-cousins, Rodan and Mothra. And it turns out that one of them is a lot more troublesome than the other. Do you think it’s the tabby, or the Chat Noir? Now, take your time to think about this. Rodan is a complete scoundrel. Here are just a few of…
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It’s Beltane Eve in a few days’ time, and this day is known in Celtic folklore for the activity of otherworldly beings. Louis Catorze’s fourteenth birthday is on the same day, and this year he will be turning fourteen. I have always known that Catorze is not of this world. Last month I posted a…
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Oh. Mon. Dieu. Please help us. Louis Catorze just won’t stop screaming. It’s absolutely awful and we don’t know what to do. Yesterday I came home to find that someone had taken away his new Versailles glass put his old, ugly, calcified water tumbler back. I thought the cleaning lady had done it, but it…
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Merde, merde and thrice merde: Louis Catorze’s fancy drinking glasses aren’t working. For reasons that I cannot fathom – and, having observed him drinking, I am none the wiser – he spills water everywhere when using them. He never did this from his previous straight-up-and-down glass. Cat Daddy was convinced that a funnel shape and…
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Jot down the first thing that comes to your mind. Louis Catorze loves the rain. Usually, when it starts raining, he races out to sit in it. However, he is highly displeased right now because, although he loves the rain, he doesn’t happen to like THIS rain, TODAY. And he would very much like us…
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I have just been screamed at whilst making, and eating, a tuna mayonnaise sandwich. I don’t know where Louis Catorze was when I started making it but, as soon as I opened the can of tuna, it flushed him out of his mystery hiding place place and the noise started. And it went on. And…
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I have bought Louis Catorze two new water glasses for his birthday. I wanted a spare one for when the other was in the dishwasher, and I chose two different styles from the same range because I didn’t know which one Catorze would like better. (You’d think all glasses would be created equal, right? But,…
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Taking a cat to the vet: always an adventure, but never the good kind. On the morning of our steroid shot appointment, Louis Catorze was nowhere to be found. Cat Daddy eventually found him in the guest bedroom, asleep on the autumn/winter duvet and, just as he tried to grab him, the little sod darted…
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