If you know me, you know I love cats. I often get cat-related gifts for birthdays and holidays, and I keep every single one of them. But I also like poetry, so when a friend gave me a cat poetry book for my birthday, it was a beautiful match.
With a book title like I Could Pee on This, you know what you’re in for before you even pick it up. Cat owners (and I use the term lightly, because can anyone truly own a cat?) will immediately understand the snark and quirky humor in these odd little poems. The selections range from free-form to haiku to nothing more than an odd collection of sentences. But everything perfectly reflects the seemingly odd, apparently self-absorbed thought patterns of our feline friends. A good coffee table book, and a nice treat for kids and adults alike.
The book’s title is borrowed from one of the poems within, and it’s one of my favorites. There are also plenty of cute cat photographs to go with the poems, which makes it even more entertaining. It’s a short book, but one that can keep you and your guests entertained for years.
How timely, seeing this. My critique partner marked up my pages a couple weeks ago and we went over the high level feedback on the phone. A day or two later, I reminded her to get the manuscript in the mail so I could review the details.
She texts back, “Uh… it got pee on it. You still want me to mail it to you?”
It got WHAT–? Too overwhelmed to say anything more, I told her to send it anyway. I didn’t ask how. I didn’t ask what species had peed on it (now that’s trust, right there). I didn’t want to imagine how much was “got pee on it”. A drop? A splash? An accidental drop into a toilet?
Am I grossing you out yet? Yeah, me too.
It was her cat, of course. Something about how her cat used a potted plant as a bathroom and scratched some dirt out of the pot and onto the pages.
Eau de catbox.
On my manuscript.
Ah, the writer’s life!
Haha. As a cat fan, I can relate.