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The Unadulterated Cat
by Terry Pratchett
It is a commonly known fact among those that travel to the Disc that Death likes cats.
Honestly, the quickest way to get Death angry is to be mean to a cat.
Somehow this doesn't make losing a beloved cat any eaiser, but reading this book sure did make me laugh (and made me feel a little better. Pratchett is very good at that).
Pratchett, aided by some wonderful cartoons by Gray Jolliffe, presents a case for real cats. Not frou-frou cats, but real cats. You know, smelly ones, ugly ones, ones that would eat dogs if they were bigger.
(But dogs are better. They really are. They wag tails. They keep you warm at night. Cats just try to push you off the bed. And why, since I'm pausing, are dog people more friendly to other animals than cat people? I, and other dog people, will take in stray cats. But you never, ever hear of a cat person taking in a stray dog.)
As I am writing this, I share a house with two real cats and a nice scruffy dog who wants to drag to India. Just over a week ago, it was three cats and one dog.
All three cats were/are real cats.
(The dog is a real dog too).
It's true that my real cats do not have the run of a garden like Pratchett's cats seem to. I don't let them out tomurder, kill play with cute little birds and mice. Unlike some people, I live on a trolley route and I have seen what trollies can do to cats. It ain't pretty. There is also the BIG ENTIRE TOM who controls the neighborhood and even has people scared of him. He is real cat who mostly likely is also Satan.
But I agree completely with Pratchett. Any cat owner who reads this book will be laughing while shouting, YES, YES EXACTLY.
If you own a frou-frou cat you will be greatly confused. I would advise you to go get a real cat. (Yes, even you Bond villian. BTW, according to Pratchett at Christmas the British celebrate the birth of James Bond. tTHis explains so much).
IN this book, you will witness the tale of the cat and the flypaper. The cat, the owner, and the neighbor's gerbil tower. (Though my friend has this story beat. He came home to find that his three indoor cats had left a dead and bloody bird in the middle of his bed).
Pratchett also details what breeds of cats we might have had if dogs hadn't existed. I take issue with this because I know for a fact that my female cat is a tabby retriever crossed with a pit bull cat.
The cartoons are great and even present a new and hopoefully successful way to pill a cat.
Honestly, the quickest way to get Death angry is to be mean to a cat.
Somehow this doesn't make losing a beloved cat any eaiser, but reading this book sure did make me laugh (and made me feel a little better. Pratchett is very good at that).
Pratchett, aided by some wonderful cartoons by Gray Jolliffe, presents a case for real cats. Not frou-frou cats, but real cats. You know, smelly ones, ugly ones, ones that would eat dogs if they were bigger.
(But dogs are better. They really are. They wag tails. They keep you warm at night. Cats just try to push you off the bed. And why, since I'm pausing, are dog people more friendly to other animals than cat people? I, and other dog people, will take in stray cats. But you never, ever hear of a cat person taking in a stray dog.)
As I am writing this, I share a house with two real cats and a nice scruffy dog who wants to drag to India. Just over a week ago, it was three cats and one dog.
All three cats were/are real cats.
(The dog is a real dog too).
It's true that my real cats do not have the run of a garden like Pratchett's cats seem to. I don't let them out to
But I agree completely with Pratchett. Any cat owner who reads this book will be laughing while shouting, YES, YES EXACTLY.
If you own a frou-frou cat you will be greatly confused. I would advise you to go get a real cat. (Yes, even you Bond villian. BTW, according to Pratchett at Christmas the British celebrate the birth of James Bond. tTHis explains so much).
IN this book, you will witness the tale of the cat and the flypaper. The cat, the owner, and the neighbor's gerbil tower. (Though my friend has this story beat. He came home to find that his three indoor cats had left a dead and bloody bird in the middle of his bed).
Pratchett also details what breeds of cats we might have had if dogs hadn't existed. I take issue with this because I know for a fact that my female cat is a tabby retriever crossed with a pit bull cat.
The cartoons are great and even present a new and hopoefully successful way to pill a cat.