Blue Cat
An incomparable queen, gifted and beautiful to anextraordinary degree, once lived on an island to theEast. Her Kingdom flourished. Her ministers werehonest and her subjects were happy. Nearly athousand handsome suitors, all of noble birth, hadsought her hand, but Queen Ailla’s heart seemedmade of stone. The only living creature she ever graced with affection was her white cat, Velvetpaws,who habitually sat poised on a silken cushion in theroyal lap, enjoying endless caresses.Ignoring a succession of haughty, would-besuitors who looked on in envious fascination, QueenAilla would stroke Velvetpaws’ luxuriant fur by thehour murmuring endearments. One by one the suitorswithdrew, defeated by a blue-eyed cat.As is the manner of men everywhere, the peopleof Queen Ailla’s land took to imitating their sovereign by also keeping a favourite cat, and thusthe word ‘copycat’ came into being. The fashion
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Last week me and Trouble-and-strife thought we had mice. Our two cats were scurrying around the kitchen for days. Turned out to be a squirrel visited us at night, rummaging in the cupboard under the sink for edibles. I yanked the skirting board off so our little tigers could reach in and now dear bushy tail is gone. Reminded me of my 'Cat May Look at a King'.