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Cat Daddy and I placed an order for our festive cheese board this week. When making our selection, I was dangerously close to choosing some Comté because Louis Catorze likes it, but then I slapped myself around the chops and told myself not to be so stupid. I then recalled the wearisome time when we…
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After coming back from Louis Catorze’s vet appointment on Tuesday, Cat Daddy and I debated how and when to Gabapentin him. Cat Daddy: “You could do it in the morning.” Me: “But that’s when he and I have our morning cuddles. Plus it means my day starts with a stress.” Him: “How about when you…
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I am the worst person in the world. Not only did I forget to Broadline Louis Catorze this month but, when I finally remembered and went to his cupboard to take out a vial, I discovered that we were all out. Never in all my cats have I let this happen; I am usually meticulously…
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Louis Catorze is overflowing with energy at the moment. My friend: “It’s probably because of the steroid shot. He’ll calm down.” Me: “He hasn’t had his shot yet. He’s having it on Tuesday.” [Silence, tumbleweed, crickets.] He is also obsessed with his new toy. We play with him every night for about twenty minutes, in…
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Louis Catorze has just tangled himself up in his new toy. (See photo below – and, yes, I did deliberately choose pink.) Obviously we would have untangled him had he been in distress, but he wasn’t. In fact, he didn’t seem to notice that the cord was wrapped around him. Cat Daddy and I watched…
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It’s December and, whilst we haven’t had any snow in London, it’s cold. Louis Catorze is firmly back in his autumn-winter igloo. He has been known to spend all day in there, even foregoing food and drink (I am not overjoyed about this) and eventually crawling out at 9pm, all dishevelled and blinking at the…
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A few updates from us at Le Château: I am still alive. This is good news, although I still think death would have been kinder because I now have to live out my days knowing I have indirectly had cat arse in my mouth. And our holiday apartment hosts have emailed Cat Daddy to thank…
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I am very upset, because I have consumed food from a plate that was licked by Louis Catorze. And, yes, I am fully aware that cats lick their arses. That’s why I am upset. Ordinarily I would die a thousand deaths before anything licked by a cat touched my mouth. But, on this occasion, I…
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We have had a right old rigmarole this year with Louis Catorze’s booster vaccination. He was due to have it in September but, because he needed an antibiotic shot after his dental surgery, he couldn’t have the booster in the same appointment, as planned. Then supplies of the vaccine ran out, with replenishments not due…
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There are two main schools of thought regarding a black cat crossing one’s path: either good luck is on its way, or everything is about to turn to merde. I was of the former but, since various misfortunes befell us during our weekend away, I am less sure. And the fact that it was also…
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Cat Daddy took this picture when he was at the Westcombe Cheddar dairy not long ago. Now, for most normal cats, living in a place where they make cheese must be the most wonderful thing on earth. I know that dairy isn’t great for cats but, if your cat is generally healthy, I don’t think…
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Puppy Mamma has a craft business selling all manner of delightful things, and she has just gone live on Not On The High Street. If you live in the U.K. (we do) and know any pets who have been good this year (we don’t), I highly recommend her personalised, handmade pet decorations. For reasons that…
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I have just had the last of my set of cycling lessons with Cat Daddy’s friend Gerard. (It was supposed to happen ages ago, but then I had appendicitis and somehow I haven’t got around to rearranging it until now.) We usually choose Monday morning as our cycling day, because there are fewer people in…
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Cat Daddy and I are going away later this month, and Blue the Smoke Bengal’s mamma will be on Louis Catorze duty during our absence. We are feeling both relief at the prospect of getting away from his nonsense for a couple of days, and moderate anxiety in case he plays up on her watch.…
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