nobody asked…

Those of us who follow the adventures of Peter (the other) are in constant awe and envy, but rarely surprise, at what he may be doing, or where, or to/with whom. In describing his penchant for travel and for all the beauty the world has to offer, Peter uses a metaphor borrowed from Jan Knowlton at boop.org:

I am the cat who walked alone, and all places are alike to me.
Here is the opening paragraph of THE CAT THAT WALKED BY HIMSELF:

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Hear and attend and listen; for this befell and behappened and became and was, O my Best Beloved, when the Tame animals were wild. The Dog was wild, and the Horse was wild, and the Cow was wild, and the Sheep was wild, and the Pig was wild–as wild as wild could be–and they walked in the Wet Wild Woods by their wild lones. But the wildest of all the wild animals was the Cat. He walked by himself, and all places were alike to him.

Jan’s work and boop.org are new to me, but have an allure that begs a return visit. This little story is an easy quick read, and has an interestingly whimsical depth that speaks of hidden meanings and alternate interpretations. Kind of the way I think of Peter, hisownself…