For fans of Makoto Shinkai, Syou Ishida, and Hiro Arikawa, this luminous memoir-in-miniature is an ode of gratitude from a man to his beloved feline companion.
When the author first meets Cato—a scrappy, stubborn kitten—it is impossible to know how deeply this cat would shape the course of his life. Over the course of two decades, Cato proves himself more than a a constant, a companion, and, in many ways, a mirror to his owner’s own life.
Through the years and pages of their lives, the author reflects on the moments that built their shared world, moving between love and loss, presence and memory. With poetic precision and raw honesty, they explore how even the smallest gestures—a paw resting on a hand for just a moment—can hold lifetimes of meaning.
If you are currently experiencing the loss of a pet this is not a book to read now.
Having had many house cats during my adult life, my children, husband and I have experienced the ups-and-downs of the human-cat relationship. This book details life with Cato the cat and his human companion. From the beginning when Cato according to the Vet is 3 or 4 weeks old to his passing at 21 years of age.
I am unable to rate this book because like the relationship of myself and our various cats I experienced multiple highs and lows while reading. About a third of the way through I was ready to move on to any other book not enjoying the bouncing through various stages of life without chronological arrangement. But I persevered and completed the reading. If you have had a close relationship with a pet, you may relate to the wandering thoughts of the author even if sometimes it’s overly philosophical writing.
This quick read is heartbreaking and heartwarming, filled with grief and wonder, love, appreciation, devotedness, the miracle of connection even after death. For any person who lives with a beloved cat