Funniest Cat Books Novels & Stories

"Mr Philip sent me to give this to you." "Thanks." I collected the book to inspect the front cover, while he showed off some dimples. The book had a raccoon as it's display photo. The raccoon looked thrilled to bits with both hands up and mouth open like it was shouting. The background was yellow, it had the words, 'furiosly happy' boldly written on it. Under the book title, there were word too that said, 'a funny book about terrible things' written in smaller font, while the author's name was Jenny Lawson.

Teeka purred happily in her arms. "She's my cat. I can't believe she came all the way out here." Willow brushed her fingers through Teeka's fur slowly. Dante felt a boiling in his chest as he watched the feline sit so content in her arms. Teeka glanced his way with an amused glimmer in her eyes. "She must've known something bad had happened. Your aunt won't realize she's missing?" He asked her as Willow set the cat back down on the table. "I doubt it. She's barely noticed her there, there won't be any difference." Willow's eyes land on the book, "What's this doing out?" She asked him curiously. Dante walked over by her, picking up the book.

I quickly got Gatsby his kibble and some water. When the cat was happily eating, I turned my attention to Gabe. "What ya got there?" I sat on a barstool and swiveled closer to him. He glanced around sheepishly before heaving the book on the counter. Moments before I saw the cover up close, I'd imagined it to be a book from Professor Pops' Museum of the Supernatural, and worried Gabe stole it. No one was to touch those pages. Turned out the book was nothing mystical, just page after page of whimsical dresses by the designer Vera Wang.

Old Mer, young Mer. “Old cats, young cats, big cats, small, striped cats, spotted cats, short and tall,” Aislen murmured a childhood poem. “But what is the point of what I’m seeing? It is beautiful, and rather Utopian in a Lost Island in the middle of nowhere sort of way.”

Shameless! "Meow, meow—!" The little cute cat suddenly let out a cry of excitement, and with claws he caught something in black from the light mass. The crowd's eyes suddenly widened. "Oh, there's something in it. It was got by this animal. Wahahaha, Ding Hao, you're not fuck as good as a fucking cat." The cynical man always had such a cheap mouth and he started to hate without hesitation. What kind of trouble are you making? Haven't you felt it?

My painting book is full of animals of the cat family but mostly wolves. I love animals. But there's a problem- they did not love me back, at least it is my belief that they don't, because all the pets I've got right from age three up till seven either died or fell so sick they had to be withdrawn from me. First, it was my puppy, Beckham. He died mysteriously one morning. Next was Lily my beautiful brown-eyed cat, she died too. My vet doctor said she was poisoned but no one could trace where the poison came from. Last was Batty, my lovely dog. His was the most painful to me.

Nothing they did could stop Harlow from entering the room. George even got a ring to bind her powers, but it only worked for half an hour before her powers short it out. "Gurt," Harlow said, holding up a colouring book. She pressed a button, then laughed when it made a sound. "What does the cat say?" The book asked. "The cat says moo," a voice replied. Gore frowned, "who did this? The cat doesn't say moo. Harlow, it says meow." Harlow leant her head to the side, "cat, moo!!" She said, then laughed.

When Shaun stood up and got ready to head to the study, he suddenly caught sight of a book entitled ‘Food Recipes for Pregnant Cats’ on the living room’s couch. He frowned, wondering if Catherine had found out that Fudge was pregnant. Coincidentally, Catherine came out of the kitchen after doing the dishes. When she saw him holding the book, she explained, “I went to the pet shop today. The owner told me that the recipes for soothing a cat’s stomach are actually similar to the ones for pregnant cats, so I bought this book.” Shaun’s eyes relaxed. It seemed that she was still unaware of it… As he casually flipped through the book, he noticed a familiar recipe all of a sudden. His handsome face