As Anyone Who Has Ever Been Around

A "good" Family, It Seems, Is One That Used To Be Better.

Cats Have Enormous Patience With The Limitations Of The Human Mind. They Realize...that We Have An Infuriating Inability To Understand, Let Alone Follow, Even The Simplest And Most Explicit Of Directions.

It Has Long Been A Theory Of Mine And I Am Known, If I Do Say So, For My Long Theories That Authors, Generally Speaking, Are Rotten Letter Writers.

It Used To Be Said That, Socially Speaking, Philadelphia Asked Who A Person Is, New York How Much Is He Worth, And Boston What Does He Know. Nationally It Has Now Become Generally Recognized That Boston Society Has Long Cared Even More Than Philadelphia About The First Point And Has Refined The Asking Of Who A Person Is To The Point Of Demanding To Know Who He Was. Philadelphia Asks About A Man's Parents; Boston Wants To Know About His Grandparents.

You Do Not Need To Belong To The Cat For A Long Time To Realize The Main Thing That Cats Like To Do Is To Wrap Theirselves Up In Mystery, Perhaps Only Except For A Hobby Of Jumbling Up Everything That Is In Order. And If The Cat Can, And Usually So, Make A Great Mystery Of Where It Was When You Were Searching For It Even If A Moment Ago It Was Sitting By Your Side, Do Not Have Any Doubts: Its Ancestors Had A Great Pleasure To Surround Its Origin By Mystery.