Woo’s enemy, Adolphus the cat, had been missing for four days. I searched the neighbourhood. Dolf was the colour of dusk. A motor might easily have got him while crossing the road. Taking Woo on her chain, “I’m not returning till I find Dolf dead or alive,” I said.
Author: Emily Carr
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I gave a party in my garden. Every guest greeted me, then went direct to Woo as if she were joint hostess. Woo in her tree was excited and very self-conscious at seeing so many people. Everyone said, “Hello, Woo!” She did not look directly at anyone but rather…