I intended to give you all a new toy for Christmas, but then I was apparently so obsessively addicted to the toy I intended to give that I utterly forgot.
I hope you’ll be able to forgive me one day. My intentions are good. Almost always.
So now that Christmas is gone for the year, I’ll give you the toy I intended to give. It’s a flash game (so, of course, you’ll need flash installed properly on your internet web browser thingie to play it, but that’s free too), called “Chat Noir“… or “Black Cat” in French. (Were you aware that in France they have a different word for almost everything? Also, did you know that I steal almost all my jokes from Steve Martin?) This is also the name of a rather famous 19th Century French Cabaret (Le Chat Noir), but that is entirely beside the point, and will give you no clues whatsoever regarding how to play with this new toy. I only mention the caberet here to indicate that I am quite handy with Wikipedia.
(Note… Chat Noir is a human toy, not a pet toy. Itchmo is not responsible for any damage done to you, to your computer, or to your cat or dog or other household pet by allowing them access to your computer.)
Meanwhile, I toyed with the idea of telling you the rules of the game, but then I realized that nobody told me the rules of the game, even though the person who recommended the game to me is a personal friend of mine who I’ve met more than once and everything. And I think he even sort of likes me. But I bet he and those wicked game developers think that figuring out the rules of the game yourself are half the fun of the game. So they leave them out. And maybe they are right. Maybe that is half the fun. I’ll let you know when I start having half the fun.
So, but anyway, I’ve left them (the rules of the game, that is) out of this post.
So, now that you have your new toy, go ahead and tell us all how long it took before you could beat it. Also tell us (if you are willing) how much time you spent every day trying to outsmart that cat. And furthermore, let me know how much you adore me for not telling you the rules.
And have a happy new year with your inescapably sneaky chat noir.