• 作者:Sarah MaycockAna Sampson
  • 分类: 诗歌

'What greater gift than the love of a cat'. Within these pages we meet cats of every stripe (and striped cats too!). Here are hymns to the malevolent bruising tom who haunts the city alleys, swishing and wailing and mauling his wicked way through the dark hours. A cat is only ever a half-tame thing, a whisker away from the tiger. The cat who basks and dozes on the rug all day might live quite another life at night, tripping the light fantastic over the rooftops of town or prowling for prey along country lanes.

'What greater gift than the love of a cat'. Within these pages we meet cats of every stripe (and striped cats too!). Here are hymns to the malevolent bruising tom who haunts the city alleys, swishing and wailing and mauling his wicked way through the dark hours. A cat is only ever a half-tame thing, a whisker away from the tiger. The cat who basks and dozes on the rug all day might live quite another life at night, tripping the light fantastic over the rooftops of town or prowling for prey along country lanes.