Did you know that housecats are classified as one of the world’s 100 Worst Invasive Species?
Or that one of the earliest cat shows was won by a ring-tailed lemur?
Or perhaps that house cats have made virtually no evolutionary changes to adapt to a human environment?
Written by Smithsonian magazine writer Abigail Tucker, The Lion in the Living Room, serves to enthrall, and digs deep into the growing culture of housecat-keeping. (Or do they keep us?)
I read this while seriously considering acquiring a kitten, and kind of hoped the book would cement that idea – when in fact, it was a pretty unbiased account, given that the writer is an avid cat-lover.
The Lion in the Living Room adds to my small but growing list of non-fiction books that read easily and engagingly. As much as I like science, I have neither the time nor the patience to plough through something that drags along. Tucker strikes a magical balance between fact and humorous musings, and I loved the book – even if it did make me doubt my love of cats and make me feel like a traitor!
Anyway, here I am, a month after finishing the book, and I have a kitten after all! His name is Fawkes (a la Harry Potter), and I adore him – even though he may have befuddled my brain and tricked me into loving him.