Fup. Store Cat.
The Trip to Kahani
"All winter we watched packages come and go, divining their histories from postmarks,"
Fup continues after a good night's sleep and a long, languorous morning in the
barn. (As Bear and Zooey agreed earlier, "It's nice to have nowhere to be but
where we already are, for a change.")
Fup says, "A big trunk covered with bumper stickers would come off the mail
truck and we'd track its route on the map displayed under glass on the front
counter, sticker to sticker, city to town. Or when we saw our aunt's name stamped
on a package, we'd shout, 'Orono!' Always, our mother would insist, 'My sister
is in Ohio.' She'd paw the postmark, which of course clearly read, 'Orono, MAINE.'
"Weeks passed. The snow banks got so big we couldn't see out the front windows
without first climbing up on the counter, so we spent a lot of time looking
at that map.
"Each morning we honed our hunting skills by catching mice in the root cellar.
In the evening, our father would tell us, 'In Texas, cats hunt fish that walk
on land,' and he'd point to Texas. He'd stand in the Midwest and announce, 'Here,
where these two rivers meet, cats hunt frogs bigger than Old Man Dyer's schnauzer.'
"Then one afternoon the packages came off the mail truck, and as we sometimes
did we followed Penny and Bruno in among the boxes still on board. It never
occurred to my sisters and me that we'd be leaving in it. We had no idea that
our parents had been plotting the escape all winter, much less why."
That Cat That Changed My Life: 50 Cats Talk About How They Became Who They Are
by Bruce Eric Kaplan
"All these cats lead exciting and varied lives wholly independent of the human
race," notes the editor in his Introduction. Well, duh. Scant attention has
been paid to the role of community in modern cat culture, so what a relief that
here, finally, fifty articulate felines set the record straight. Funny, sad,
occasionally shocking, but never less than true, these brave monologues
reaffirm our interdependency in ways that choreographed public displays such as
Paws Across America never can.
Poems by Writers' Dogs
by Amy Hempel
In "Dog Kibble," Tasha Baxter's verse exhibits a brutal economy of
words: "Life is never meaningless," her villanelle announces, "there is
always food." Here and throughout this collection these authors demand
your attention, as if to bark, "You can send me to my room for yelling
at the neighbors but you cannot silence what woofs in my heart!" Among
the selections nominated for Best
American Writing by Pets 2000 are Bob Barker Barry's sordid and hilarious
hallucinogenic escapades with Lynda; a tragic, posthumous prose poem by
Marrow Irving; and Sadie Louise Lamott's "Spoon River Sadie Louise," a
wildly metered exploration of the cross-cultural dynamics within a
household occupied by dogs, cats, birds, and small children. The sheer
intellect of these collected pieces will renew your faith in dogs.
Is Your Cat Too Fat?
by Bronwen Meredith
Too fat for what? And what business is it of this Meredith person's
anyway? Bronwen sounds like the kind of lady I wouldn't like at all.