A collection of short stories about and by, cats.
Excerpt Black Street Cat:
I am the black cat of night: No name: I walk the dark, lonely streets of the night-time city answering to no-one. The city is my home, my identity and my existence.
I am alone, belonging to no-one, no-one belonging to me. I depend on no-one, no-one depends on me. I am always alone. Such is my life. I would have it no other way.
I wander the streets alone, because in loneliness there is safety. I try to avoid all living things, because in them there is danger. I must often go against my desire to avoid all the other creatures of the night since I must eat. The mice and other vermin are my prey. Their deaths mean that I will live another day. I take no pleasure in the killing, it is simply that I must often kill to survive.
There are places I must go to feed. The...