The Private Life of the Cat Who... : Tales of Koko and Yum Yum from the Journals of James Mackintosh Qwilleran
Koko is a remarkable male Siamese who happens to have sixty whiskers instead of the usual forty-eight. Yum Yum is an adorable female who will steal anything-including hearts. James Qwilleran is a columnist for The Moose County Something who had recorded his cats' exploits in his personal journal since the day each arrived in his life. And Lilian Jackson Braun is the beloved creator of them all! This delightful collection of feline antics will warm the hearts of cat lovers everywhere.
Feline fanciers will purr over The Private Life of the Cat Who...: Tales of Koko and Yum Yum from the Journals of James Mackintosh Qwilleran, by Lilian Jackson Braun, author of The Cat Who Brought Down the House (Forecasts, Dec. 16, 2002) and two dozen other titles in her best-selling cozy series. These anecdotal sketches include some enchanting verse. Copyright 2003 Reed Business Information. -- PUBLISHERS WEEKLY.
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October 22, 2003
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Excerpt from The Private Life of the Cat Who... by Lilian Jackson Braun
1. enter: kao k'o kung, howling
I'll never forget those days! I was getting my life back on track. I had a job, writing features for the Daily Fluxion. I had a place to live, an apartment on the ground floor of an old mansion. And soon I would be getting a roommate!
My landlord, who was art critic for the Fluxion, lived upstairs with his art treasures and a Siamese called Kao K'o Kung. Although I knew nothing about cats, I was enlisted for cat-sitting when the critic was out of town.
He wrote his reviews at home and never went near the news office. According to conventional wisdom, he never went near the art galleries either, but wrote his nasty criticism off the top of his head. Among local artists he was well hated, to coin a phrase. So no one was surprised when he was murdered in his own backyard.
That was the first time I heard the cat's "death howl," a blood-curdling experience!
Kao K'o Kung?that smart cat!?then walked downstairs and moved in with me. I recall giving him some turkey from the Press Club that I had been saving for myself.
So here we were! Thrown together by fate! First thing I did, I changed his name to Koko.
He made no objection. He knew which side his bread was buttered on! In the days that followed we invented games to play, both athletic and intellectual. I was at work all day but made up for it by reading to him every evening?either the Daily Fluxion or the dictionary; he was not particular.