All day, every day, I’m marooned with my caretaker. What’s a cat to do? And then I remember a statement made by poet, Amy Lowell. It went like this: “For books are more than books, they are life, the very heart…of ages past. The reason why men worked and died, the essence and quintessence of their lives.”
That dame is right. Grab a book from the shelf and read it! You all do know what books are, correct? They are square or oblong objects with pages that you can turn with your paws (or fingers) and take you on magic journeys. Because, right now, we all need some magic in our lives.
Read about a poor wood carver’s son who depends on his clever cat to find him a beautiful princess to marry and big castle in which to live. (Puss in Boots) Then there’s a naughty boy who goes to his room without supper and escapes on a journey to a kingdom of wild beasts where he becomes the king. (Where the Wild Things Are )
A rambunctious kitty pays an unannounced visit to a brother and sister (who are quarantined at home), while their mom is out shopping and totally trashes the house. We cats love making a mess. But despite the chaos the cat in the hat has a magic machine that cleans up the mess. I mean, don’t we always clean up after ourselves? (The Cat in the Hat)
And don’t forget the story about a gentle bull who refuses to fight in the bull ring and wants to sit under the pretty trees. (The Story of Ferdinand)
“Books are a hard-bound drug with no danger of an overdose,” said Karl Langerfield. So go ahead. Take this hard-bound drug and you will see poor boys who get the beautiful princess, little boys who became king of the beasts, and a fighting bull who prefers to smell the flowers…magic.