Maisie, the Photograph France Cat
Today, 8 August, is International Cat Day.
Maisie, the Photograph France Cat, has a personality by pass but like all cats, hugely entertaining because she is unfathomable. Why does she stare fixedly at us? Accusingly. Why will she drink from the red plastic bowl, but not the white china one and why is her fave tipple old rainwater?
Before we moved to Amboise Maisie happily commuted between France and England for years. She especially loved the channel tunnel. Perhaps the rocking reminded her of when she was in the womb. Cat People, according to a Cat Dog survey, tend to be curious, creative, artistic, non-traditional thinkers. We are also supposed to be more neurotic than dog people, easily stressed, anxious worriers.
Still, we are in good company. Baudelaire wrote paens to his cats, so did T.S. Eliot, Yeats, Margaret Atwood, Keats, Emily Dickenson, Sylvia Plath and of course, there’s Edward Lear’s eternal odd couple.
The Owl and the Pussy Cat went to sea In a beautiful pea green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money, Wrapped up in a five-pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above, And sang to a small guitar,
“O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love, What a beautiful Pussy you are”
Post by Pamela
