The Book of 5 Mews

By M.G. Rorai

Shhhh – don't tell the humans. This is a cat's guide to world domination; learn how to win hearts and get cheese with your kitty charm.

 

 Meet Marble, a cat on a mission to rule the world with cuteness and get cheese. Marble is not your ordinary cat. She is a philosopher, a strategist, and a master of Catness. She knows the secrets to manipulate humans and get what she wants. Thus, Catness wisdom and insights are littered throughout this hilarious and insightful book, written mostly from a feline point of view (as the way it should be).

 

But Marble's plan is not without challenges. She must win over a dog-loving human and keep up an endless supply of Colby-Jack cheese.

 

The Book of 5 Mews is a book for cat lovers, dog lovers, and anyone who enjoys a good laugh mixed in with a heartwarming story. It is a book that celebrates the bond between humans and animals, and the power of love and healing. It is a book that will make you rethink your relationship with your cat, and maybe even inspire you to join a quest for world domination. Not that you'd be welcome, unless you're a feline.

• Language: English
• Publisher: MGSpear
• Release date: Feb 9, 2024
• ISBN: 9798988810148

M.G. Rorai

M.G. Rorai enjoys hanging with her cats and annoying her husband.

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Introduction

I have spent many lives training in the Way of Catness; Humans might liken the Way to strategy. It is a gifted set of guidelines most felines stumble across during at least one of their nine lives—and, subsequently, become obsessed with mastering. Catness is water to the soul, yoga for the mind, and grooming for the world.

Yet there will always be trials mixed with reward. Peaks and valleys merge to create the landscape—Catness is the pathway for past friends becoming feral; love becoming loss; treat bowls becoming empty. The Way of Catness is like a Cat’s mew: it can be the loveliest sound or the sharpest shriek, when needed.

There are different thoughts on Catness, but I live to no particular paw path; my prints are my own, defined by my experiences. True, I have taken some from other paths, as have most cats, though at the core each cat’s walk, their Catness, is defined by self, circumstances, and survival. But it can be shredded down to Five Mews: Paw, Slink, Roar, Tail, and Clarity.

I will explain Catness in writing for the first time.

Harper’s Commentary: Day 0

It’s hard starting over. New job, new town, new perspectives. So hard. Isolating. My plants are only so much company, and at the urging of text messages from family I decided to seek out volunteer work.

My new career in technology blessed me with all the people drain I needed, so I went with the animal persuasion. I’m a dog person at heart. Grew up with mostly dogs and some cats but had more connection with the canines. Plus, the last feline I had contact with was my cousin’s girlfriend’s cat who pissed in the same corner all the time, despite having three litter boxes.

So yeah, dogs were better. Cats okay.

Wispy Paws seemed like a good fit. There were about three rescues to choose from within driving distance, but Wispy Paws had the cutest puppy pictures on their social media. The rescue shelter helped both dogs and cats find homes, and even offered foster services. Not that I was ready for that, but I was willing to come pet and socialize dogs and help with daily grooming.

Upon first driving up to the place, I noticed it would have been easy to pass on the street. There was nothing remarkable from the outside—just façade of boring office building windows between a hair salon and a donut shop. But when I got out of my car, I could make out nose-level smudges on the glass mixed with paw print stickers. Occasionally, a four-legged friend would walk by the window, tail swishing.

I gathered my sunglasses and purse from the car and prepared to scratch some adorable floppy ears. As I walked across the parking lot in the midday heat, someone tapped my shoulder.

Excuse me? A young guy—maybe late twenties—with curly black hair and a blue shirt, smiled warmly at me. He had a cat carrier in hand. Is this Wispy Paws?

I nodded. Seems to be.

Do you know if they have any room for more cats?

An older woman approached us from the direction of Wispy Paws, wearing a frown. "I’m sorry but no, we're booked full. You’ll have to try the other