The tone of this book put me off. Half the time Holland is writing a charming, observant love letter to the 'secrets of the cat', with a running theme on how cats are wholly their own beings, who can never fully be understood or controlled by humans. These are the good parts. But interspersed throughout, Holland makes broad generalizations and snarky remarks concerning dog lovers, scientists, historians and people in general, mocking and disregarding anything these groups have said or thought about cats. Rather than coming across as tongue-in-cheek, it reads as mean-spirited and ignorant. Holland's refutation of all this misinformation comes in the form of her own personal experience owning many cats. If she has witnessed anything contrary to commonly accepted cat knowledge, well then everyone else is completely wrong. This goes both ways in the chapter 'a choice of cats' where she celebrates the physicality and personalities of several purebreds she has owned and then makes the shocking, sweeping statement that 'no one seems to have a deep personal relationship with a striped cat.' Excuse me? I am one of the thousands of cat owners who can prove you wrong Ms. Holland. The paragraph continues to justify the universal 'no striped cat relationships' rule by explaining that SHE was never close with the striped cats SHE owned. Therefore, no one ever has been.
This supplanting her own personal opinions as more correct than written accounts by scientists and historians isn't helped by the fact that she uses no citations. At all. There isn't a bibliography either. This book explains cat behavior, physicality, husbandry, origins and history and doesn't refer to a single source of research. Holland states everything as plain fact and moves on. It reads as if she is the omnipotent goddess of all things cat and no one else 'gets it'.
I read 8 of 12 chapters before tossing this in a donation bin. Once Holland wrote off striped cats and used the term 'oriental people' I was done.