About Cats

My friend Pam at Sidewalk Shoes is hosting Weekend Cat Blogging this week. And while I haven't had a cat in a number of years, one of my sons has a nice pudgy cat named Winston. Winston comes to visit. But since he's an indoor cat, and rather, um, reticent (nicer than cowardly, right?), when he goes outside, he has to wear a collar and leash. That getup doesn't thrill him, as you can see. But he did enjoy attacking some of my greenery outdoors during his last visit.
And I read a cute short book on the Kindle, which goes along with Weekend Cat Blogging:

ANGIE:
A HARRY NEAL AND CAT MYSTERY
by Bentley Dadmun c. 2010

Harry Neal is a retired college professor who lives on a boat in the middle of a hardwood grove located on a farm occupied by retirees, with his cat, named Cat. You have to love a book which gets no more than one page before Harry says, "If I were so foolhardy as to put applesauce or a granola bar in Cat's hallowed dish, I'd get a look that could fry rocks...."

So off Harry goes, with Cat in a sling across his chest, to obtain dinner for himself and Cat at the Senior Center located in the barn. While sitting in front of the fire, observing old tools hung over the fireplace, Harry noticed that one tool, a hatchet, was neither old nor nice, and, upon closer examination, discovered a bone fragment in its handle. This leads to a chase around town (on his bicycle, with Cat in tow) to learn more about the bone and its origins.

This was a nice, easy read, made more enjoyable by the presence of Cat. Perfect for a rainy afternoon. I'd recommend it to anyone who doesn't require lots of action in a book, and wants a quick piece of entertainment.