![]() --Anju Virmani EAT SPRAY LOVE By Blossom / Joan Sauers Mehta Publishing House, Mumbai, 2014, pp. 156, Rs. 200.00 VOLUME XXXIX NUMBER 11 November 2015 For many years my
children looked after
stray dogs in the
colony, feeding them when
pregnant or lactating, taking
injured ones to the vet,
getting a couple ligated
and rabies-shot. Then we
moved, and a family of
stray cats adopted us, including
eventually a three day old, still blind, tabby whose mother
was killed by dogs, and who survived because of my daughter’s sheer
persistence. Naturally, our perspective became more feline than
canine. One of the mysteries of life is why dogs love humans so
unconditionally, often regardless of how they are treated. Cats are
much more logical creatures: centers of their own universe, but if
you look after them well, willing to indulge you occasionally with
affection. It is a wonderful feeling to have a cat purring in your lap,
as it lifts its neck so you can scratch it just at the right place, but it
will not come to you on your command. It is not surprising that
the enigmatic looks cats give you, their self-assured demeanour,
bring out the philosopher in one. The sketches of Hobbes, whether
sleeping in the sun or stalking Calvin, make it obvious that Bill
Watterson has had one or more cats in his life. The sheer, self-indulgent
stretch can only be captured by someone who has observed it
closely. Thus I found Eat Spray Love thoroughly enjoyable. It is written
by Blossom, who lives in Sydney, Australia, and has discovered
herself without ever leaving home. Her body language is very eloquent,
and her gems are worth sharing with the world, particularly
with us confused humans. However, she was handicapped by her
inability to write English, so she has used fellow author Joan Sauers’s
services to communicate her wisdom, and we are fortunate that Mehta
Publishers have brought this wisdom to us. Each photograph of this
tabby, furry philosopher is accompanied by a pithy lesson. Thus:
‘When you begin to think the grass is greener elsewhere, climb into the lap of
someone you love.’
‘Learn the art of the “subtle nag”. Wait patiently until your flatmate’s nearly
finished their meal, and then stare at the plate until they think it’s their idea
to share.’
‘The trick is making them think they’re at the top of the pecking order when
in fact you run the show.’
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