The private life of the cat who...: tales of Koko and Yum Yum from the journal of James Mackintosh Qwilleran

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The private life of the cat who...

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Copyright © 2003 by Braun, Lilian Jackson

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Electronic edition: November, 2004

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Dedicated to Earl Bettinger,

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foreword

James Mackintosh Qwilleran is a journalist who wrote for metropolitan newspapers from coast to coast before relocating in Pickax City, four hundred miles north of everywhere. Now he writes a twice-weekly column for The Moose County Something, and also keeps a personal journal of his off-duty experiences.

Koko is a “real cool cat” who happens to have sixty whiskers instead of the usual forty-eight. Yum Yum the Paw, as she is known, is an adorable female who will steal anything—including hearts.

These excerpts from Qwilleran’s journal include memories, thoughts, and ideas from the “Qwill Pen” column. Altogether it’s a drama starring two feline celebrities.

Raise the curtain!

I’ll never forget those days! I was getting my life back on track. I had a job, writing features for the Daily Fluxion. I had a place to live, an apartment on the ground floor of an old mansion. And soon I would be getting a roommate!

My landlord, who was art critic for the Fluxion, lived upstairs with his art treasures and a Siamese called Kao K’o Kung. Although I knew nothing about cats, I was enlisted for cat-sitting when the critic was out of town.

He wrote his reviews at home and never went near the news office. According to conventional wisdom, he never went near the art galleries either, but wrote his nasty criticism off the top of his head. Among local artists he was well hated, to coin a phrase. So no one was surprised when he was murdered in his own backyard.

That was the first time I heard the cat’s “death howl,” a blood-curdling experience!

Kao K’o Kung—that smart cat!—then walked downstairs and moved in with me. I recall giving him some turkey from the Press Club that I had been saving for myself.

So here we were! Thrown together by fate! First thing I did, I changed his name to Koko.

He made no objection. He knew which side his bread was buttered on! In the days that followed we invented games to play, both athletic and intellectual. I was at work all day but made up for it by reading to him every evening—either the Daily Fluxion or the dictionary; he was not particular.