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281 pages, Kindle Edition
First published November 1, 2012
Perfect. Absolutely perfect.
Humans who think we don't understand them are the stupid ones.
Somebody, help me! But that was idiotic. Nobody was going to help a stray.Satoru hears Nana's painful yowls and rushes to help the injured cat. And thus begins one of the greatest human-feline friendships to have ever formed.
Then, I remembered the man who came every night to leave me crunchies. Maybe he could help.
Humans always underestimate our language skills. Just cause they can read and write, there's no need to act all high and mighty.and the author's attention to detail regarding Nana's thoughts and habits:
I yawned back. Sorry. Zero interest. Noriko just didn't get it. A wide box spoils all the fun; it offers none of the charms of being inside a box.really brought this book to life. I don't know how to explain it other than Nana felt like a real cat to me.
Satoru turned to Kosuke with a grave expression on his face, "Kosuke, could you, like, kind of straddle the railing?"I honestly don't think this book could possibly be better. This is the kind of book that everyone should read at least once in their lifetimes.
Because it was a very special thing - to have your own cat in your home.With thanks to Berkley Publishing for an arc in exchange for an honest review
“Listen cat, I was wondering if you would like to become my cat?” Saturo asks. As for names..”How about Nana?” “What?” Your tail “hooks in the opposite direction from Hachi’s and from the top it looks like nana, the number seven.” “Now wait just a second. Isn’t Nana a girl’s name. I’m a full fledged, hot blooded male..” “You’re okay with that, aren’t you, Nana?” “Do you like the name?” Nope! But well. Asking that while stroking my chin, is playing foul. I purred in spite of myself. “So you like it. Great” I told you already, I do not.
...it was a very special thing—to have your own cat in your own home.
...Satoru rescued me when I broke my leg.I wished then I could go on a trip with Mwana. But with all the love that we've shared, I feel we may not need country journeys for our memories. Just last week, I caught a moth and had to fight Mwana who wanted to rescue it. She even told me about how Nana would freak Satoru out by killing birds and not eating them. I did that too once. Mwana had such a breakdown I never did it again. Anyway, I think that's enough for me today. But seeing how this book moved Mwana, it's a good thing cats don't cry.
He made me the happiest cat on earth.
I'll always remember those five years we had together....
The town where Satoru grew up too, I would remember that.
And the green seedlings swaying in the fields.
The sea, with its frighteningly loud roar.
Mount Fuji, looming over us...
The land in Hokkaido stretching our forever.
Those vibrant purple and yellow flowers by the side of the road.
The field of pampas grass like an ocean.
The horses chomping on grass.
The bright red berries on the mountain-ash trees.
The shades of red on the mountain ash that Satoru taught me.
The stands of slender white birch...
I would remember these for the rest of my life.
Could anyone be happier than this?