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If the boys didn’t love luum, Norris would have gone back to the car cages of the pound betore we got him home. Flaving the temperament of a crotchety four-year old and the demeanor of a diva, Noris quickly became master of our home.
Norris’s bikes include, earbuds, yo-vos, larceny, making a break for it, and knocking stuff off of flat surfaces. He also terrorizes the trusty household Chihuahua, Stella
The Adventures of an Awful House Cat
Before the world knew chaos, there was Norris. This first volume collects absurd, hyperbolic memoir-style tales of a cat who refuses to behave. He steals lunch money, terrorizes the dogs, and generally makes life interesting for those unlucky enough to live with him.
Still an Awful House Cat
The mischief continues. In this follow-up, Norris’s reign of terror has only gotten bolder. The stories begin from when the family adopted a five-year-old cat from the pound—years later, grief, disobedience, and domestic warfare ensue.
These are not just “funny cat stories.” They’re exaggerated reflections on life, pets, family, and the chaotic love that binds them.