Lost Cat: A True Story of Love, Desperation, and GPS Technology by Caroline Paul
Bloomsbury • $20 • 9781608199778
Published April 9, 2013


Lost Cat


Truth be told, I was all set to tell you about another book that I'm currently reading, but then I spied Lost Cat on our shelves yesterday afternoon. I took it home last night, devoured it in one sitting (as I suspect most readers will) and knew I had to tell you guys about this one, instead.


When one of her beloved, 12-year-old kitties—Tibia (the other, Fibula)—suddenly disappeared one day, Caroline Paul was devastated. Upon his miraculous return home five weeks later, Tibby was fattened and . . . different: more confident, less needy and an extremely picky eater. Driven by  a mixture of jealousy, curiosity and pain medication, Paul—who was recovering from an accident at the time—and her partner, illustrator Wendy MacNaughton, set out to discover where Tibby had been during those weeks away from home. So began Operation Chasing Tibby, which involved a GPS monitor—among other technology—and ultimately led Paul and MacNaughton to unexpected places and insight.


This poignant, witty gem of a story is accompanied by MacNaughton's quirky and amusing full-color illustrations. I laughed, I cried . . . you know the rest.


Here's an excerpt:


Desperate, I consulted a psychic. This psychic did not look the way I thought a psychic would. She did not wear large rings or squint into a crystal ball. She sported a stylish haircut and yoga clothes and checked e-mail, which is where I sent her the details of Tibby's disappearance. She responded that she would need a little time to tune in, and so I waited, and soon enough she e-mailed again. Tibby's okay, she wrote, not hurt, and he'll be home by five a.m. on Thursday. This all came through very clearly, she said, and I was not to worry too much about him. In addition, he was being lovingly cared for by nearby children.


Children! I thought. He's petrified of children! But I took a deep breath and waited. I admired a psychic who predicted exact dates and times; she seemed so certain. But Thursday came and went. No Tibby. He did not return on the weekend, or the next Monday.



What do you think, readers? Is this a book you're going to check out? What are you reading this week?

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