A couple weeks ago, Ms. Ellen Pilch (mom to my dear, departed furiends, Spook and Phoebe Pilch) sent me Black Cats Tell All. I must admit that I was initially horrified to learn that some of my black brethren had blabbed our secrets to humans, but when I recovered from that shock, I realized I should read this tell-all. It wasn’t what I expected at all. Ms. Layla Morgan Wilde, who wrote the book, is a holistic cat expert and she is owned by four special needs cats. Her black cat muse, Clyde is deaf, diabetic with kidney disease but he’s doing well for being 18. (It was very comforting to know that a fellow blackie had her well in paw.)
While all the stories were interesting, I admit that my favorite one was the very last… Spooky, my dear furied, was included! I miss him.
The only fault I noticed with the book was that the ‘gutters’ (that is where the pages meet the binding) were very narrow – if they’d been a bit wider, it would have made it much easier to read.
Mr. M =^.^=