Friday, December 21, 2007

The Cat Who Came for Christmas

It's five more days to Christmas, and therefore, a great time to read something like The Cat Who Came for Christmas. As much as I would like to give the 240-page book a 5-star rating, I couldn't do it. It started all right. I like its first sentence: To anyone who has ever been owned by a cat, it will come as no surprise that there are all sorts of things about your cat you will never, as long as you live, forget. It even passed the McLuhan test with flying colours, whereby one reads page 69 to get a feel of the book.

Sadly, further down the reading, it got tired. The late Cleveland Amory pumped in too much historical details and whatever else. I had to force myself to continue reading and there came a point I just can't do it anymore. I waved the white flag. Don't get me wrong, I love cats and coincidentally had a Christmas cat too (she was a stray who visited on the eve of Christmas), but I just wished the book could've been more reader-friendly. Not all is lost because there are some cute moments of man-to-cat talks and "aeiou" (not meow) conversations. For that, I give it a 2-star. If you're curious, it's nothing like Marley & Me by John Grogan.