When the first plague annihilated the majority of dogs and wolves, cats were the only commonplace variety of pets. I own three cats in my chateau, but this jolly, shiny fellow is my kids’ favorite, perhaps because they don’t have to clean up its gong. When we take him to town he is a showstopper for sure, peasants are used to seeing only rats and feral cats. Those bumpkins really pay attention when Pierre, my youngest, shouts: Seek ’em boy! Balls! Balls!