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PUSSIES GALORE!

by Kenji
click on the green. Switchboard Operator Bringing up Baby Gigi Missing from this site: Leopold the Cat De Poes/The Cat (Van der Keuken) This is not a fully comprehensive list- I’ve just picked a smattering of the Tom and Jerry cartoons ~ BEYOND FILMS: The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea In a beautiful pea green boat, They took some honey, and plenty of money, Wrapped up in a five pound note. The Owl looked up to the stars above, And sang to a small guitar, ‘O lovely Pussy! O Pussy my love, What a beautiful Pussy you are, You are, You are! What a beautiful Pussy you are!’ ~ Hiroshige: Celebration of the… Read more

click on the green.

Switchboard Operator

Bringing up Baby

Gigi

Missing from this site:

Leopold the Cat
De Poes/The Cat (Van der Keuken)

This is not a fully comprehensive list- I’ve just picked a smattering of the Tom and Jerry cartoons

~

BEYOND FILMS:

The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
‘O lovely Pussy! O Pussy my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!’

~

Hiroshige: Celebration of the Cock Festival in the Ricefields near Asakusa

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I once read an article by a woman in The Guardian complaining about the negative screen portrayals of cats (either evil or mistreated), linked to male sexism and racism and the general mistreatment of women! Well, she was concentrating mainly on Hollywood but in fact a lot of these films are positive. Still, there is cruelty to cats in Satantango (Hungary), Dogtooth (Greece),Bad Boy Bubby (Australia) among others.

Gwen John: Young Woman Holding a Black Cat

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Harold Munro: Milk for the Cat

When the tea is brought at five o’clock,
And all the neat curtains are drawn with care,
The little black cat with bright green eyes,
Is suddenly purring there.

At first she pretends, having nothing to do,
She has come in merely to blink by the grate;
But, though tea may be late or the milk may be sour,
She is never late.

And presently her agate eyes,
Take a soft large milky haze,
And her independent casual glance,
Becomes a stiff hard gaze.

Then she stamps her claws or lifts her ears,
Or twists her tail and begins to stir,
Till suddenly all her lithe body becomes,
One breathing trembling purr.

The children eat and wriggle and laugh;
The two old ladies stroke their silk:
But the cat is grown small and thin with desire,
Transformed to a creeping lust for milk.

The white saucer like some full moon descends,
At last from the clouds of the table above;
She sighs and dreams and thrills and glows,
Transfigured with love.

She nestles over the shining rim,
Buries her chin in the creamy sea;
Her tail hangs loose; each drowsy paw
Is doubled under each bending knee.

A long dim ecstacy holds her life;
Her world is an infinite shapeless white,
Till her tongue has curled the last holy drop,
Then she sinks back into the night.

Draws and dips her body to heap,
Her sleepy nerves in the great arm-chair,
Lies defeated and buried deep,
Three or four hours unconscious there.

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