Colette's
The Cat (La Chatte) tells the story of a love triangle, where one of the involved is of course a cat. In the end, everything culminates in a terrible act.
Even now, the cat smelled of mint and geranium and hedgerow. Alain kept it there, a trusting and fragile creature who had perhaps been promised ten years of life. And he suffered thinking about the brevity of such a great love.I learned about the existence of this book from the book "Famous Cats and Their People", which I believe hasn't been translated into English. I was also lucky, The Cat was first published in Finnish in 2025.
But I was cursed with The Cat. When I wanted to reserve it from the library, I couldn't do it because it was on the shelf, but when I went to the library, it wasn't there. When I left the library, it wasn't on the shelf, but when I returned home from the library, the book had appeared on the shelf. It even happened that once the book was in the library, but not on its own shelf and I couldn't find it anywhere else, even though I went through all the display tables and shelves.
And for some reason this paperback novella is really expensive in stores, ranging from 38.20 euros to 47.95! The book is hard to find in English, it's not even on Amazon.
Considering how obsessed I was with this book for half a year, I was disappointed (of course). Colette's narration is long-winded and too descriptive.
The Finnish print of this book is absolutely full of typos. Apparently the publisher can't afford a proofreader.
PLOT SPOILERS BELOW
One reviewer wrote: "How could you not love a book where a woman asks a man to choose between herself and her cat, and the cat wins?" Except that what woman would want to win over that misogynist?
A small, innocent creature, blue as the most beautiful dreams. A small soul. Faithful, capable of dying quietly, gracefully if what she has chosen betrays her. You held it in your hands, empty... And you opened your hands. You are a monster. I don't want to live with a monster.