From Brain Pickings we have a nice book that might make a swell holiday gift for ailurophiles (click on screenshot):
From Popova’s blurb:
That paradoxical pull is what the great short story writer and novelist Leonard Michaels (January 2, 1933–May 10, 2003) explores in one of his least known, loveliest and quietest masterpieces, simply titled A Cat (public library) — a posy of prose poems, of miniature meditations playful and profound, on the imponderable nature of our feline companions, illustrated with consummately expressive line drawings by artist Frances Lerner and brought back to life a quarter century after its original publication with a new introduction by Sigrid Nunez.
It’s only $14.20 in hardcover at Amazon:
A quote and a drawing:
Nothing is more at home in the world than a cat. Flowers, compared to a cat, seem too assertive, even vulgar — their peculiar colors, their showy shapes. Sprawled in sunlight, a cat dissolves, pours free of its shape, and becomes one with the ground. Sliding along your leg, it gives you a sense of fusion. A cat makes itself one with anything. It is at home in the world. A cat defines a home.
Besides being a writer, Leonard Michaels was a professor of English at the University of California, Davis
In a delightful post at Open Culture, Colin Marshall, who lives in Korea, reproduces translations of 12th-century Chinese poetry written by a man who first was reluctant to have a cat, and then became its slave.
An excerpt and the first and last bits of the poetry sequence:
Here in Korea, where I live, cat owners aren’t called cat owners: they’re called goyangi jibsa, literally “cat butlers.” Clearly the idea that felines have flipped the domestic-animal script, not serving humans but being served by humans, transcends cultures. It also goes far back in history: witness the 12th-century verses recently tweeted out in translation by writer Xiran Jay Zhao, in which “Song dynasty poet Lu You” — one of the most prolific literary artists of his time and place — “poem-liveblogged his descent from cat owner to cat slave.”
The poems are delightful (go see the rest); here are three bits showing the transformation from pet owner to cat butler:
From the Mail Online, we hear of a 30-pound cat, appropriately named Lasagna, who was finally adopted. Will he lose weight? Read below (click on screenshot):
An abandoned 30lb monster moggy who weighs the same as a three-year-old has embarked on a diet and fitness regime in a desperate bid to shift the ‘quarantine flab’.
Lasagna, who tips the scales at a whopping 29.5lbs (2st 1lb) is nearly four times the healthy 8lbs weight for a cat and struggled to walk and groom herself.
The plump cat was found abandoned in a dog crate overnight in Hunting Park by ACCT Philly shelter workers in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, on Sunday September 20.
Stunned staff put Lasagna, named after Garfield’s favorite meal, on a strict diet and had to help her clean herself, a task she found impossible to do due to her size.
Since sharing snaps of the five-year-old domestic short-haired cat, the shelter was flooded with offers from people who fell in love with Lasagna’s ‘chunky’ frame and penchant for belly rubs.
Lasagna was adopted yesterday by the Hammer family from Vineland, New Jersey, who have vowed to shower her with love and help her shift the stubborn weight.
Chubby cats are so sad to see! Best of luck, Lasagna!
Lagniappe: World’s most demanding cat! Listen to this moggy (her name is Shorty)!
h/t: David, Ginger K., Nicole