Knuckles and Joyce

Dear Janet

I am sure you know my good friend Knuckles, he is the chap who looks like Egg out of Teachers, currently of no fixed abode, residing on our settee.  As you are undoubtedly aware he is an intellectual and on reading Joyce’s Ulysses (the real one, not the book of the cartoon that I read to you) he came across a passage in which you may find sympathy:

“They call them stupid. They understand what we say better than we understand them. She understands all she wants to. Vindictive too. Cruel. Her nature. Curious mice never squeal. Seem to like it. Wonder what I look like to her. Height of a tower? No, she can jump me.

-- Afraid of the chickens she is, he said mockingly. Afraid of the chookchooks. I never saw such a stupid pussens as the pussens.

-- Mrkrgnao! the cat said loudly.”

So you see you are not alone, cats are consistently misunderstood and in some cases mocked. You should feel proud that you are trying to better yourself.

He has copied it to a post it note which I have stuck at the base of the fridge.

Lots of love from Crispin