This is described in graphic detail, with none of the sentimentality one associates with ‘cutesie-pie’ animal literature such as James Herriot’s stories of veterinary triumphs. Because while “ On Cats” is undoubtedly well-written, it also touches upon a rather painful topic, and more than once the culling of (admittedly) superfluous cats. This combination has placed me in a dilemma. And then I started on “On Cats”.īefore I go any further, let me explain that along with being a bibliophile, a lover of books, I am also an ailurophile, a lover of cats. So I ordered its sequel, “Ben, In The World” and finished that too. I ordered the book and read it from cover to cover, barely blinking through the 3 hours it took to devour it whole. So when Doris Lessing won her Nobel Prize in 2007 (“Oldest winner! Woman Writer!”), I looked her up on Wikipedia and decided that I would begin my Lessing session with “ The Fifth Child”. When I hear of a book getting the Booker/Pulitzer/Nobel/Sahitya Akademi/you-name-the-prize, it triggers in me the fierce need to read books by that author. Let me start by admitting that I am an extremely snobbish reader. While this is not Lessing at her best, and may disconcert some readers with its brutal honesty, it is definitely worth a read. Doris Lessing’s musings on her feline companions over the years makes for interesting reading.
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