“Get thee to a cattery!” So said Hamlet to Ophelia in Shakespeare’s first draft after she compared Hamlet’s odor to that of his dogs - “A hound by any other name would smell like you, you cur!” Yes, the play still had some bugs to work out. But I felt a strange affinity to the lines as I am indeed contemplating getting myself to a cattery. A task that’s less straightforward than one might hope. They can be elusive beasts, these catteries.
We're definitely cat people (though I'm also a dog person--maybe a bi-animal type?), so I appreciate all the references here and especially the accompanying cartoons. We had a couple of gorgeous ginger cats, but unfortunately the last, a darling kitten that I called Jack and Jeff called Jinx, got himself run over, so we're currently cat-less and sad about it. The Siberian cat is an absolute stunner, but I read that he's the national cat of Russia, which might be a deal killer for me, though it certainly isn't the cat's fault. Nicely written and drawn, Crowden!
We're definitely cat people (though I'm also a dog person--maybe a bi-animal type?), so I appreciate all the references here and especially the accompanying cartoons. We had a couple of gorgeous ginger cats, but unfortunately the last, a darling kitten that I called Jack and Jeff called Jinx, got himself run over, so we're currently cat-less and sad about it. The Siberian cat is an absolute stunner, but I read that he's the national cat of Russia, which might be a deal killer for me, though it certainly isn't the cat's fault. Nicely written and drawn, Crowden!