Close Encounters of the Furred Kind by Tom CoxHave you ever moved house, over a distance of 350 miles, with four cats? If you havent, and are thinking about it, Ill give you some advice: dont.
If you really must move, try to get the cats to arrange their own transport. Focus on yourself instead. Youll have plenty to think about as it is, and the cats will only get in the way with their sarcasm and hairballs. I moved from Norfolk to Devon with four cats and it felt like such an impossible ordeal, part of me believes that I actually died somewhere along the way and am now living in some kind of afterlife: very much like real life, but a little slower moving, and with slightly clearer air. Thats just the West Country, Ive been told, but I cant be 100% certain.
Close Encounters Of The Furred Kind (2015)
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Once upon a time, a man, a woman and a cat were walking through a deep forest. All three had walked for what felt like a thousand miles, and all but the smallest member of the party balanced precariously on blistered, swollen feet. Night had fallen only an hour before, but its polished granite blackness above the treetops seemed to hint at a stark permanence and corresponding adjustments to the way life would be lived. Just as the man and the woman felt that they could not possibly walk any more, they chanced upon a stone bothy at the edge of a small clearing. The bothy showed few signs of recent occupation: the man entered first and found only a strip of dirty, unspecified cloth, a broken tankard and the decayed skeleton of an apple core on its mud floor. Its roof had a hole, but this was covered by thick, twisted limbs of ivy, which for now would go some way to keeping out the advancing weather, which the woman could feel in her finger joints. They bedded down in the lone, draughty room beneath an old threadbare blanket given to her by her late mother, their tunics spread on top of it for extra warmth.
The time has come for Tom Cox and his four cats — Ralph, Shipley, Roscoe and The Bear — to leave behind their beloved modernist Norfolk home and move… to a rambling, two-hundred-year-old cottage on the other side of the country. This move to Devon might be a mammoth undertaking but it signifies a new start for everyone — not least The Bear, who at eighteen years old seems to find a new joie de vivre.
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Have you ever moved house, over a distance of miles, with four cats? If you haven't, and are thinking about it, I'll give you some advice: don't.
Yes, an adorable cat adorns the cover, all whiskers and impossibly melancholy eyes. Poignant, funny, and thoughtful, reading Cox is like receiving a letter from your best overseas friend, just the right blend of amusing anecdote and personal update. Furred Kind finds Cox moving house from Norfolk to Devon, searching for a home suitable for his entourage of animals. Under the amusing stories of cat personalities is a deeper treatise on country living in England, with its specific challenges and rewards. The stories are greatly bolstered by the inclusion of photos—thank goodness that neither author nor his publisher balk at the parallel price tag—and the loving, often very funny descriptions of the cats and a new weekly dog companion make it easy to fall in love with his pets.