Some books touch you deeper than the others. Some cats, too.

I think the first time I saw this book was in 2013 or 14. The former was the year I finally came to England for a second time and to browse all kinds of shops for all kinds of beautiful things would be amongst my first things to do.

I remember it being on the shelve with new stuff but also I think it was already a bestseller which is why I am not sure about the exact year – I think it became a bestseller quite right away so it might have been quite shortly after the release that I came across of it but who knows.

Anyway, I felt that this is a book that I would enjoy. Well, obviously, there was a cat on the cover and it was supposed to be about this cat and a dude who was found by him and they saved each other. But there was something more, the cat’s look I think, experienced, intelligent, mysterious. It wasn’t like usual cat pictures which are mostly just cute. It was intriguing.

I didn’t buy it at that time, ‚though. I generally don’t buy books anymore as I strive to be a minimalist. I only own a few paper books from my childhood, Harry Potter series and Lord of the rings 😀 So to buy something new that I could probably seek out in a library, if I wait a while, seemed pointless. I somehow felt that it was going to find me again anyway.