So you’re looking for a way to celebrate Black Cat Appreciation Day and you’ve absolutely worn out your books about Jenny Linsky, the shy little black cat of Greenwich Village? You’d like to see something in black, mmm, but with a little more hauteur? We hear you. Why not try on Carbonel, King of Cat Country, and star of Barbara Sleigh’s addictive trilogy? Here he is, just woken up from a nap and feeling quite pleased with himself:
‘I’ve never had such a meal in my life,’ [Carbonel] said dreamily.
‘Did you eat them all?’ said Rosemary incredulously,
‘Heads, tails, and backbones,’ said Carbonel, ‘and left not a wrack behind! Shakespeare,’ he added graciously… . It was the kippers I ate, two pairs of them. They were on the floor, and everybody knows that is where the cat’s food is put. If they weren’t put there on purpose, I can’t help that… . Now run away and leave me to sleep it off.’
from Carbonel, The King of the Cats by Barbara Sleigh