Fup. Store Cat.
The Trip to Kahani
one car over, that's as far as they would wander. Or two two spaces
was safe. But then the second space was occupied by a truck encroaching
way over into the space beside it, so really there wasn't any risk in
advancing one more. You could sneak from the truck to its neighbor with
one speedy lurch, and so they did.
"Where are we going?" Ro asked then, three parking spaces from where
Penny stood under the driver's side door. "I don't know," she answered,
peering across the lot toward the picnickers. Back, then; they were going
back. They retraced their steps. Fup led the way, under the truck, then
the first car, and into the space where Bruno had left them almost three
hours ago now.
By the time Fup heard Ro shout, by the time Fup turned around, Ro had
Penny darted out from under the car, that's all Fup saw. And the next
thing Fup knew two arms cradled Penny and lifted her off the ground, out
Fup hurried away from the car's fringes toward its safe center
hide, yes, hide then changed her mind completely and went dashing
into the open. She must have been three feet off the ground before she
identified the clamps around her ribs as hands, human fingers, a woman's.
Fup bared her claws and swiped at the air.
Up, the hands brought her, then violently down into darkness. The trunk
latched and her world turned pitch-black for a few seconds before her
eyes adjusted, before she saw Penny beside her. Fup sensed someone else
in the trunk, and sure enough she turned to discover that Ro had been
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.