The Cat Megapack: 25 Frisky Feline Tales, Old and New

The Cat Megapack: 25 Frisky Feline Tales, Old and New

Mark Twain, H. P. Lovecraft, Edgar Allan Poe, Robert E. Howard, Pamela Sargent, Ambrose Bierce, Aesop, Andre Norton, Brothers Gr

Language: English

Pages: 229

ISBN: 2:00215436

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Overview
This volume includes 25 wonderful, wondrous stories and two poems about cats, by major authors old and new. Included are:

INTRODUCTION: …IN THE DARK, by Robert Reginald

SEVEN SAW MURDER, by G. T. Fleming-Roberts

THE CATS, by H. P. Lovecraft (poem)

THE HEMINGWAY KITTENS, by A. R. Morlan

THE CAT AND THE BIRDS, by Aesop

THE BEAST FROM THE ABYSS, by Robert E. Howard

OUT OF PLACE, by Pamela Sargent

THE FOX AND THE CAT, by the Brothers Grimm

THE BLACK CAT, by Edgar Allan Poe

THE CAT AND MOUSE IN PARTNERSHIP, by Andrew Lang

NIPPER…NIP…NIP, by Robert Reginald

TOBERMORY, by Saki (H. H. Munro)

THE CAT, by E. F. Benson

A PSYCHICAL INVASION, by Algernon Blackwood

UNIVERSES, by A. R. Morlan (poem)

THE VAMPIRE CAT OF NABÉSHIMA, by Lord Redesdale

THE WOMAN AND THE CAT, by Marcel Prevost

DICK BAKER’S CAT, by Mark Twain

BEAST OF THE TARN, by John Russell Fearn

MRS. MILLIGAN’S CAT, by Gary Lovisi

A REVOLT OF THE GODS, by Ambrose Bierce

MONTY’S FRIEND, by William Livingston Alden

THE HEADLESS CAT, by Elliott O’Donnell

ALL CATS ARE GRAY, by Andre Norton

THE SLUM CAT, by Ernest Thompson Seton

MY FATHER, THE CAT, by Henry Slesar

THE BALLET OF THE CATS, by Sydney J. Bounds

LETTERS FROM A CAT, by Helen Hunt Jackson

The Color Purple, The Temple of My Familiar, and Possessing the Secret of Joy (The Color Purple Collection)

The Public Burning

The Long Valley (Penguin Twentieth-Century Classics)

Ninety-Two in the Shade

The Curious Case of Benjamin Button and Other Jazz Age Stories (Penguin Classics)

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resentfully; it was Doug who should sleep there, not she. Before she went to sleep, she called Pearl. The cat crept up from the cellar while Marcia took out some cat food. “Your favorite,” she whispered to the cat. “Chicken livers. Your reward. Good kitty.” * * * * Marcia had heard a sharp crack early that morning. The poodle next door was dead, lying in the road. When Mr. Sampson found out, he strode across the street and started shouting at Mr. Hornig’s door. “Come out, you murderer,” he

garden, and a mowing machine, a hose for watering, shears, and spade stood there. For like many excitable persons, Dick found that in gardening, that incessant process of plannings and designings to suit the likings of plants, and make them gorgeous in color and high of growth, there was a wonderful calm haven of refuge for the brain that had been tossing on emotional seas. Plants, too, were receptive, so responsive to kindness; thought given to them was never thought wasted, and to come back now

thoughts that lay behind the broken words. By his friends John Silence was regarded as an eccentric, because he was rich by accident, and by choice—a doctor. That a man of independent means should devote his time to doctoring, chiefly doctoring folk who could not pay, passed their comprehension entirely. The native nobility of a soul whose first desire was to help those who could not help themselves, puzzled them. After that, it irritated them, and, greatly to his own satisfaction, they left him

last gift to whichever human found her after another human had killed her— Never again could I look at my cats, my babies, as little more than furry bodies, never again; not after witnessing the tender universe of inner being, the fragile, all-too-easily revealed mainspring of life once lived. As I gently folded her into the bag, I, too, managed to find my sad, secret smile. THE VAMPIRE CAT OF NABÉSHIMA, by Lord Redesdale There is a tradition in the Nabéshima family that, many

so whacked out that her heart stopped?” Thorpe whispered as they continued their ravishing embrace. “Oh, Rod,” she crooned, like a feline in heat now. “It was so funny. I threatened all kinds of harm to her property, even to her person. Nothing scared her. She was adamant about reporting us to the police. The only way she finally listened to me was when I threatened her cat. Imagine that! I told her I’d poison her cat with anti-freeze and then skin the little monster and make a purse out of the

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