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A Cats Tale
A Cats Tale
A Cats Tale
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A Cats Tale

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A Cats Tale is the adventures of a cat that was born in ancient times who gained favor with, but was also cursed by the Egyptian Goddess Bast for helping to restore her worship in the temples of prehistory, but failed to follow a simple rule that all cats know.."Do not speak to humans!" Our cursed hero, Amun, violated this rule and is now cursed to live 8 extra lives serving Bast in the accomplishment of righting wrongs or helping to advance some aspect of modern civilization. Book One is a tale of his first life and how it all began.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherRobert Dixon
Release dateFeb 11, 2012
ISBN9781466160941
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Robert Dixon

Retired Military living in Northern New York with my wife Sue. The inspiration for this book series came from Isabelle the black and white cat that seemed to always know when my wife was upset and needed attention. Currently work as a crisis hotline counselor and when the weather is nice we play golf, swim, camp and play tennis. When the weather is not so nice we play golf, (on snowshoes) and crosscountry ski. Writing is very part-time and I am grateful for the fans of Amun and, yes, I do plan on completing the series, so please be patient with me.

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    All of The Cats Tale books are great. I wish Robert Dixon would write more in this series. Once I started reading, I couldn’t stop.

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A Cats Tale - Robert Dixon

A Cats Tale

The Nine Lives of Isabelle Book I Amun

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Copyright 2012 Robert Dixon

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A Cats Tale

The Nine Lives of Isabelle Book I: Amun

By Robert Dixon

Introduction

We have all heard of the saying that a cat has nine lives, but where did it come from? Sure most humans would say that it’s because cats are so lucky, but I am here to set the story straight. A cat having nine lives is not because that cat is lucky; it is because that cat upset a goddess! Plus, guess what? All of those nine lives are not as the same cat! I should know, because I’m that cat.

Hi! My name is Amun, but you can call me by my current name, Isabelle. I am currently on life number nine and I can’t say if there will be any more lives after this one, but believe me, a rest would sure be nice. In my other lives I have been either a male or a female cat. I have never been anything else, not a human, or any other kind of animal especially a snake (ugh!) or a dog. As the saying goes cats rule and dogs drool, I really couldn’t see me as a mindless drooling dog. Believe me, I have seen enough of them through my other lives to know that cats are definitely on the top of the chain as far as animals go, and this may include humans as well.

What? You ask. How can a cat be higher than a human? Well, just look at us; we have been idolized since before the days of the pyramids. So much so that even the Egyptian Goddess (Bast) was worshipped for us. We do not need humans to survive, but they depend on us to rid them of mice and other such creatures. Sure they may reward us for our efforts with a nice warm place to stay, some table scraps to tide us over till our next hunt and even a nice fur rubdown occasionally. But most of them know that we will only tolerate so much and are quick to bare our claws or sharp fangs should the mood strike us.

We are in our element when we are left alone to roam or explore our world and surroundings. The human I have now knows this independence well and lets me do as I wish. Sure, she complains when I explore the top of the table, especially when there are other humans present and there are tasty morsels of food upon it, but I am gracious enough to remove myself as to reduce her embarrassment. I allow my hostess to stroke my fur when I feel she needs my attention and I always give her a swift paw or nip when she displeases me.

I can always tell when she is upset or troubled with things and after living as many lives as I have, I’ve seen more than my share of troubles. I try to comfort her as best as I can in those moments, but I mostly wind up swatting her on the cheek, as if to say, Snap out of it! I find this approach works well and I can get back to my more pressing endeavors (napping) sooner, but more of this current life later. As I said, this is my ninth life and it is pretty cushy, but believe you me, the road to getting where I am today wasn’t so smooth. In fact, at times it was downright rocky! Plus, the garden times were unpredictable! The garden is where I went in-between lives. The garden times were nice, but you couldn’t kill anything there, and as a cat with all these mice and birds, and snakes, (drool) all over, believe me this heaven was hell!

Remember I mentioned a time before the pyramids? Well I guess that was very fortunate for me to include that, due to the fact that there is where my journey and now yours begins.

Chapter One

Like I said, I was first born a cat in Egypt, that is, it is this life that I first remember. My mom, Isis (named after the Goddess Isis) was beloved of Isom, a servant girl to Cheo who worked in the palace of King Akhenaten and Queen Nefertiti. Sounded pretty important the way mom said it, but it still boiled down to the same thing, pest killing!

My dad, according to mom, was a real tough mau (Egyptian for cat, or one that meows) that she met while on patrol in the granaries for mice. He didn’t work there, just happened to be passing through. Mom was a force to be reckoned with in her own right, being the biggest cat that worked the palace grounds, Grandpaw was part leopard according to mom.

I found out through my older sisters that their mating ritual was the stuff of legends and is still mentioned by the palace guards and workers who were witness to the event whenever my mom would pass by on patrol.

The story my sisters told and later expanded upon by mom, was that the day started out as usual for Mom in her life at the palace… Isis! called Isom, Here kitty! Come get some fresh milk! Isis, the very large female palace cat, came bolting around corner at the sound of her human’s voice. There you are! I knew you wouldn’t want to miss out on this treat. Isom said, as she stroked the cat’s fur.

You’ve got that right! thought Isis, Nothing like goat’s milk to give me strength to go out patrolling! Isis accepted the milk and the fur rub graciously and even rubbed her sides on her human’s legs as they walked back to their chamber together, once the milk was gone.

Along the way she saw her two daughters lounging in the chambers of another servant. Isis called out a hello to each and they both helloed in return. She saw just how fat they had become, living as they do. No granary duty or patrols of the palace grounds. The only action they see is an occasional mouse that makes it past my patrol outside. Maybe it is all my fault they have become so soft, she thought, perhaps if I let more slip in.

Her thoughts drifted so that she almost missed an asp slithering alongside the

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