“Cats”, said Pammie.
“Dogs”, I said.
“Cats are a lot better than dogs”, she replied.
This may look like the beginning of a Mulliner story in
which a girl and a boy were arguing about the relative merits of cats and dogs
and it need not be mentioned that the girl won the dispute hands down.
I was visiting my niece Pammie, who had lately taken a fancy
to cats. She had not less than a dozen of them living in her house. Reminds me
of the Wodehouse story of Bertie Wooster finding 23 cats in his bedroom. She
had a dog, Rover, a few years back and I reminded how fond of the animals she
was.
“Ah”, she said, “Rover was one in a million and you won’t
find another like him.”
The argument went on for quite some time. I said, “I like
dogs because they show their affection for you in their eyes, wag their tails
when you come home and try to clamber over you. Cats only stretch out more
luxuriously on the sofa and do not even acknowledge the fact that you are back
home. One cat looks like any other cat, while dogs have their individual good
looks.”
“But cats are intellectually superior to dogs”
“Do you mean cats have more academic degrees than dogs?”
“The owners of cats have more academic qualifications than
the owners of dogs, a study has revealed.”
That must be true, because Pammie had more academic degrees
than she could count, while I was the possessor of a scrap of paper that had no
value. The owners have an advantage that cats need very little attention – just
a feeding in the morning and in the evening, while dogs have to be brushed,
taken for walks, given baths regularly. Obviously, cat owners have more time to
study and get higher degrees than the dog owners.
Just then an enormous orange feline entered the room,
grinned at me and went on to rub himself on Pammie’s legs.
“Hey, watch out! Is this a creature a Bobcat, Caracal,
Clouded leopard, Lynx, Margay, Ocelot, Puma, Serval or something from the
underworld?”, I asked her.
“He is Lal Kishen, the leader of the gang here”, she replied
in a dignified way. “I named him so because he has a close resemblance to a
senior political leader.”
I knew and with the silvery whiskers he had, there was a
striking resemblance to the person she referred to.
“Now tell me, are you for the cats or for the dogs? If you
say ‘dogs’ I will ask Lal Kishen to make faces at you.”
“I will make a secret vote and the result will come out
after a month like the Indian elections. By then I will be far away from you
and Lal Kishen,”

3 comments:
Pammie really had 13 cats with her. As she was posted in a small town, she lived on the outskirts and since there were wild cats around, the cats were within the house always. She was yet to marry Soumya. When she resigned from the IAS and went to Harvard Business School on a scholarship, she formed an 'Animal Lovers' Club' and distributed the cats for their well-being. There really as a 'Lal Kishen'. I became friendly with him. I heard that he passed away only a couple of years ago.
-Gaurav
My dearest Uncle,
I remember the story from long ago. Ashish and I are very happy that you are reposting some of your wonderful blogs. We are with Soumya now in London and he will come with us to Cambridge tomorrow.
With Lots of Love
Aparna
My wonderful Uncle,
It is nice to read this blog again. When we were in Boston Pammie used to tell me about the cats and how much she missed them.
Most lovingly yours,
Carol
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