Tag: cats
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What’s the best piece of advice you have ever received? “Stay away from narcissists and psychopaths.” Yet here we are, living under the authoritarian rule of someone who is BOTH. For more Catorzian capers, please visit http://louiscatorze.com
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We’ve just been to the vet for Louis Catorze’s steroid shot. I was going to say something about how shit it was, but we haven’t had to take him since 1st July, so I don’t suppose I have much to complain about. I remember the time when we seemed to be taking him constantly, so…
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I don’t know whether to wear a black armband or to raise a glass of something suitably solemn* to mark the fact that we are now up to Part 10 of this sorry saga. I may well do both. *Is there such a thing as a solemn alcoholic drink, or is this something that only…
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It’s official*: cat-cousin Rodan, aged ten months, is bigger than Louis Catorze, aged fourteen years. *By “official” we mean “not actually official at all”. Obviously the sensible way to prove this would have been to weigh them, or measure them nose-to-tail. THAT would have made it official. But, because we were too stupid to think…
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Saint Jésus, if I’m not being screamed at, I’m being INVIGILATED whilst I cook. I bet the contestants on Masterchef don’t have to put up with this kind of thing: Louis Catorze has never, EVER sat like this in the kitchen before, but he’s doing it now. I might have understood had I been preparing…
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Cat Daddy was stuck behind a bus in a traffic jam the other day, and this ad caught his attention: I can’t think of anything more fun than observing such a thing. We don’t have a dog but, whilst I figure out how to get one just for the day, I have many questions about…
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How do you relax? With this going on? Erm … For more Catorzian capers, please visit http://louiscatorze.com
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The other day I was preparing a beef wellington for Louis Catorze’s Cat Uncle. He is seriously ill in hospital, and beef wellington is his favourite thing in the world. This was what I had to endure after giving the little sod a few scraps of jambon de Bayonne, which I had used to wrap…
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When it’s 27°C outside – yes, even though it’s SUPPOSED TO BE SEPTEMBER – and you’re a black animal covered in fur, the sensible thing to do would be to keep out of the sun, non? Well, NON. Whilst Cat Daddy and I slow-cooked to death on Sunday afternoon, feebly sipping ice-cold drinks, Louis Catorze…
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What brings a tear of joy to your eye? Louis Catorze does. Well, sometimes. When he’s not being a massive arse. When Cat Daddy and I decided to sit outside and enjoy an ice-cold matcha latte in the garden, Sa Maj squeezed between us. There wasn’t really room for him, but he didn’t care; his…
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Interview someone — a friend, another blogger, your mother, the postman — and write a post based on their responses. We approached Ocado for their comments on life servicing the household of Louis Catorze, but they’re not replying to our emails. I wonder why? Could the reason be this? Or possibly this? Perhaps I’m overthinking…
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In today’s edition of Things We Used To Be Able To Eat But Now Can’t: sea bass rillettes. I thought I was so clever, waiting until Louis Catorze had gone outside before deciding to have sea bass rillettes for lunch. But, as soon as I opened the jar, I heard the telltale click of the…
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You know this already, but I had to post about it again because it never fails to blow my mind. And I’m sure this won’t be the last time. Louis Catorze will do it again and make it even weirder, I’m sure of it. We’ve had a lot of rain this weekend. In fact, yesterday…
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The night after his full moon shenanigans, Louis Catorze was a transformed cat: calm, relaxed and, dare I say it, quiet. Cat Daddy: “Were you just showing off last night, Louis? Just because we had a friend round?” Catorze: “Mwah!” Just as a tree falling in a forest makes no sound if people aren’t around…
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