Thursday, May 11, 2006

Something to purr about! Cats claw their way to the top in this special cat-lovers' edition

Albert Schweitzer said, "There are two means of refuge from the miseries of life: music and cats." Not everyone feels that way, of course. With cats there is no middle ground. Either one loves them or one does not. But it's all academic to our master cover artists who have borrowed from both pro and con to come up with their amusing cat images.

Whether it's a night out on the prowl, an ear-rending midnight spat, or a surprise cache of precious kittens, each cover captures the subject to purrrfection. A search of our archives has turned up cats and kittens a-plenty. So grab a ball of yarn and join in the fun.

Charles Livingston Bull's alley cats bring to mind the lines of Orlando Dobbin's diatribe in A Dithyramb on Cats: Confound the cats! All cats-always--Cats of all colours, black, white, grey; By night a nuisance and by day--Confound the cats!

This J.C. Leyendecker scene begs two questions. What is the cat doing in the cage? And what happened to the cage's original occupant? Did the little show-off boy put the cat there to be the "caged lion" in his carnival act, or did the artist paint him in to fill the blank spot on his canvas?

It is the natural-held assumption of all cats that any food in the immediate vicinity belongs to them. The wise old hound may be holding back out of courtesy, but more likely he's learned from experience it's best to let sleeping land eating) cats lie.

As this Charles Livingston Bull cover shows. cats come with built-in handles--which is good. since cars with kittens always decide sooner or later to move them.

The old saying that curiosity killed a cat may be a little too severe in this scenario painted by Charles Livingston Bull. In any case, we'd predict that here's kitten about to get a lick'n from a chicken.

A fowl circumstance has arisen in this barnyard scene by artist Paul Bransom. Cats are supposed to chase birds, aren't they? Unfortunately, the grumpy old gobbler isn't cottoning to any cat-and-mouse games.

Let take a cat, and foster him well with milk And tender flesh, and make his coach of silk, And let him see a mouse go by the wall, Anon he waveth milk, and flesh, and all, And every dainty which is in that house, Such appetite hath he to eat a mouse--Geoffrey Chaucer

It's too bad cats can't talk or at least point back. What's certain is this little kid is learning fast about the old pass-the-blame trick. He's obviously bound for some top CEO spot or maybe even the U.S. Congress.


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