In one of my previous book posts, I mentioned a book that deserved its own post. The book? The Fur Person by May Sarton. My plan was to share a few passages with you, so I reread the book, looking for the quotes I wanted to use. It didn't take me long to realize I was marking almost every page. Oops. I decided to share a passage from the end of the book. Isabella agreed to do a little interpretation of her own.
It is all in the name "Fur Person," he decided then--not really a name at all, but a way of describing the relationship between a Gentle Cat and his true friends among the human people. For a Fur Person, he saw in his state of extreme concentration, is not just an ordinary cat. He is a cat who is also a person.
For a Fur Person is a cat whom human beings love in the right way, allowing him to keep his dignity, his reserve, and his freedom.
And a Fur Person is a cat who has come to love one or, in very exceptional cases, two human beings, and who has decided to stay with them as long as he lives.
This can only happen if the human being has imagined part of himself into a cat . . . just as the cat has imagined part of himself into a human being. It is a mutual exchange.I love my Fur Person.