Cats Sleep on SFF: Fevre Dream

Hampus Eckerman updates us about his pair of literary cats:

Sending picture of Sir Scrittles sleeping by George RR Martins ‘Fevre Dream’. But he seems kind of calm anyhow.

Bonus picture: Sir Scrittles and Nevyn fell asleep and woke up without any SFF. Look how disappointed they are!


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Cats Sleep on SFF: The Cruel Prince

Doug and Mary Piero Carey find they are having to gently break the news about their “staycation” to the family feline

We found Cho Chang, one of our Tonkinese girls, interested in The Cruel Prince, a Lodestar nominee by Holly Black. She is probably wishing we all had plane seats to Dublin. Alas, we do not.  

Cho studies SFF.
Cho turns away from SFF.

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Cats Sleep on SFF: Der Marsianer

GiantPanda introduces us to Schnute:

This is a stray my Mom has been feeding for about a year.

The cat has learned to trust Mom, got the run of the house, mostly prefers DVDs to books and likes to cuddle. Goes by the name of Schnute (German for pout).

Mom still is adamant that this is Not Her Cat (well… maybe part time…)


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Cats Sleep on SFF: Tales from the Loop

Hampus Eckerman can really speed through his TBR list now that he’s so much help finding those ripping good yarns:

Sir Scrittles has now been joined by Nevyn in refusing to sleep on SFF. Sir Scrittles seemed to have a fondness for Poe’s The Raven-popup book, but it would hardly survive his interest. Nevyn is more interested in Simon Stålenhag’s Tales from the Loop in its Swedish edition.


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Cats Sleep on SFF: And dream perhaps of transcendence

Ken Richards offers this photo as a memorial:

Here is Butters, who we farewelled tonight, aged 15 and a bit, considering whether he should upload himself into Ken McLeod’s Corporation Wars.

We will miss him.


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