We must secure the existence of our cats and a future for fluffy kittens

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Lovecraft's essay on cats versus dogs is essential reading

I love telling people that the celebrated horror writer once mailed an unsolicited ten page hyper autistic essay to a pet magazine about how cats are the cool pet for smart people and dogs are for deranged idiot retards

The superior imaginative inner life of the cat, resulting in superior self-possession, is well known. A dog is a pitiful thing, depending wholly on companionship, and utterly lost except in packs or by the side of his master. Leave him alone and he does not know what to do except bark and howl and trot about till sheer exhaustion forces him to sleep. A cat, however, is never without the potentialities of contentment. Like a superior man, he knows how to be alone and happy. Once he looks about and finds no one to amuse him, he settles down to the task of amusing himself; and no one really knows cats without having occasionally peeked stealthily at some lively and well-balanced kitten which believes itself to be alone. Only after such a glimpse of unaffected tail-chasing grace and unstudied purring can one fully understand the charm of those lines which Coleridge wrote with reference to the human rather than the feline young
“. . . a limber elf,
Singing, dancing to itself.”​
 
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Lovecraft's essay on cats versus dogs is essential reading
"Discrimination must surely award the palm to the superior cat, which has too much natural dignity to accept any scheme of things but its own, and which consequently cares not one whit what any clumsy human thinks or wishes or expects of it."
Indeed

There's a reason the Prophet Muhammad loved cats and considered them holy animals.
Self described prophet. There may be good reason for the superstitions about dogs being devils in the traditions, animals can be an excellent judge of character.
 
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Since we're quoting famous writers, I love this TS Eliot poem.

"The Naming of Cats"

The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter,
It isn’t just one of your holiday games;​
You may think at first I’m as mad as a hatter
When I tell you, a cat must have THREE DIFFERENT NAMES.
First of all, there’s the name that the family use daily,
Such as Peter, Augustus, Alonzo, or James,​
Such as Victor or Jonathan, George or Bill Bailey—
All of them sensible everyday names.​
There are fancier names if you think they sound sweeter,
Some for the gentlemen, some for the dames:​
Such as Plato, Admetus, Electra, Demeter—
But all of them sensible everyday names,​
But I tell you, a cat needs a name that’s particular,
A name that’s peculiar, and more dignified,​
Else how can he keep up his tail perpendicular,
Or spread out his whiskers, or cherish his pride?​
Of names of this kind, I can give you a quorum,
Such as Munkustrap, Quaxo, or Coricopat,​
Such as Bombalurina, or else Jellylorum—
Names that never belong to more than one cat.​
But above and beyond there’s still one name left over,
And that is the name that you never will guess;​
The name that no human research can discover—
But THE CAT HIMSELF KNOWS, and will never confess.​
When you notice a cat in profound meditation,
The reason, I tell you, is always the same:​
His mind is engaged in a rapt contemplation
Of the thought, of the thought, of the thought of his name:​
His ineffable effable​
Effanineffable​
Deep and inscrutable singular name.
 
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