Unlike Hamlet, Effie has no reason to “feign an antic disposition.” Her adorably quirky nature and acrobatic giftedness, even for a cat, are unfeigned. Cats frequent only reality. If they find they have miscalculated, they meant to.
Effie rises to greet her feathered mouse. After perusing an array of foreign grammars and dictionaries, she decides to investigate Spanish grammar. She returns to her hammock for a nap, and stretches her tummy to greet the day–and me!–again.
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