Bidou. At first we called him Plume (Feather) but when my daughters were little, they ran after his tail laughing “Beedoo Beedoo”. OK let’s go for Bidou!

An old pal. He’s fifteen, has diabetes (two insulin shots a day, yeah). I called him Gaston, Crapuche, Berdouche, many names. He was on my lap, coming from nowhere, at the second I was on a good chair with a book or in front of a movie. Purr…

He passed away in the night. I found him near my desk, really like sleeping, all calm down, dreaming for ever in the world of cats. He was a good guy.

Say hi to Bidou!

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