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Wendy's
daughter Debora and her husband, Séan,
have three cats which sometimes
visit Wendy and Bryan.

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Writers are one of the best breeds of humans to get,
because writers already have civilized, catlike habits.
Robert A Sloan
Watch
a cat when it enters a room for the first time. It searches and smells
about, it is not quiet for a moment, it trusts nothing until it has
examined and made acquaintance with everything.
Jean Jacques Rousseau
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Delphi
Beautiful
Delphi is the boss. She demonstrates this by walking across the
keyboard to prove that anything you can write, she can write better.
She’s also a very discerning reader and has been known to skip
balletically along the bookcase, jettisoning any tome she doesn’t deem
worthy. |

I
love cats because I love my home and after a while they become its visible
soul.
Jean Cocteau There
are no ordinary cats.
Colette
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Liberty
She
is the Muse and has to be there whenever writing is taking place. When
you’re not at your desk, she’ll keep your place warm for you by lying
across the computer. This has resulted in the overheating and premature
death of two keyboards. We are thinking of saving money by creating a cat
bed stuffed with ripped up tenners. |

Authors
like cats because they are such quiet, lovable, wise creatures, and cats
like authors for the same reasons. Robertson
Davies The
cat is a dilettante in fur. Theophile
Gautier
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Oscar
He
reminds the desk-bound writer that there is a world away from words by
meeeeeeeoooowwing until you get up to find out what all of the noise is
about. You may think you are writing the great Twenty-First Century novel,
but he has a mouse/moth/scrunched up bit of paper he really needs you to
meet. And he wouldn’t mind first pick at your lunch, either… |

If
a fish is the movement of water embodied, given shape, then a cat is a
diagram and pattern of subtle air. Doris
Lessing "Particularly Cats"
When
I play with my cat, who knows if I am not a pastime for her more than she
is to me? Michel
deMontaigne
One
is never sure, watching two cats washing each other, whether it's
affection, the taste, or a trial run for the jugular. Helen
Thomson

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