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A Street Cat Named Bob: How One Man and His Cat Found Hope on the Streets A Street Cat Named Bob: How One Man and His Cat Found Hope on the Streets by James Bowen
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“Cats are notoriously picky about who they like. And if a cat doesn’t like its owner it will go and find another one. Cats do that all the time.”
James Bowen, A Street Cat Named Bob: And How He Saved My Life
“Living on the streets of London strips away your dignity, your identity − your everything, really. Worst of all, it strips away people’s opinion of you. They see you are living on the streets and treat you as a non-person. They don’t want anything to do with you. Soon you haven’t got a real friend in the world.”
James Bowen, A Street Cat Named Bob: And How He Saved My Life
“I tried to sneak in without him seeing me. It was a stupid move. He was a cat, he had more senses in one of his whiskers than I had in my entire body. No sooner had I opened the door to the building than he was there squeezing his way in.”
James Bowen, A Street Cat Named Bob: And How He Saved My Life
“I don't know why, but people seem to be fascinated to learn how some members of society fall through the cracks. I think it's partly that feeling that... it could happen to anyone. But I think it also makes people feel better about their own lives. It makes them think, 'Well, I may think my life is bad, but it could be worse, I could be that poor sod.”
James Bowen, A Street Cat Named Bob: And How He Saved My Life
“People don’t want to listen. All they see is someone they think is trying to get a free ride. They don’t understand I’m working, I’m not begging. I was actually trying to make a living. Just because I wasn’t wearing a suit and a tie and carrying a briefcase or a computer, just because I didn’t have a payslip and a P45, it didn’t mean that I was freeloading.”
James Bowen, A Street Cat Named Bob: And How He Saved My Life
“Cat saliva contains a natural deodorant which is why they lick themselves a lot. It’s been proven by zoologists that cats that lick the smell off themselves survive longer and have more successful offspring. It’s also their way of hiding themselves from predators like large snakes, lizards and other larger carnivorous mammals.”
James Bowen, A Street Cat Named Bob: And How He Saved My Life
“Having Bob gave me a chance to interact with people.... Cats are notoriously picky about who they like. Seeing me with my cat softened me in [others] eyes. It humanized me. Especially after I'd been so dehumanized. In some ways it was giving me back my identity. I had been a non-person; I was becoming a person again.”
James Bowen, A Street Cat Named Bob: How One Man and His Cat Found Hope on the Streets
“There's a famous quote I read somewhere. It says we are all given second chances every day of our lives. They are there for the taking, it's just that we don't usually take them.”
James Bowen, A Street Cat Named Bob: How One Man and His Cat Found Hope on the Streets
“Everybody needs a break, everybody deserves that second chance. Bob and I had taken ours.”
James Bowen, A Street Cat Named Bob: How One Man and His Cat Found Hope on the Streets
“Old habits die hard,”
James Bowen, A Street Cat Named Bob
“Beggars can’t be choosers”
James Bowen, A Street Cat Named Bob
“I’d heard about cats watching TV from a friend whose cat loved Star Trek: The Next Generation. Whenever it heard that familiar music − Dah-Dah Dah Dah Dah-Dah Dah Dah − he’d come running into the room and jump on the sofa. I saw it happen a few times and it was hilarious. No joke. Pretty”
James Bowen, A Street Cat Named Bob: And How He Saved My Life
“A few moments later the bus pulled up. It was an old-fashioned red double-decker bus that you could jump on at the back. I went to sit on the bench at the back of the bus and was placing my guitar case in the storage space near where the conductor was standing when, behind me, I saw a sudden flash of ginger fur. Before I knew it, Bob had jumped up and plonked himself on the seat next to where I was sitting.”
James Bowen, A Street Cat Named Bob: And How He Saved My Life
“Если рядом кошка, все становится особенным...даже одиночество.”
James Bowen, A Street Cat Named Bob: How One Man and His Cat Found Hope on the Streets
“I was raised as a churchgoer but I wasn't a practising Christian. I wasn't an agnostic or atheist either. My view is that we should all take a bit from every religion and philosophy. I'm not a Buddhist but I like Buddhist philosophies, in particular. They give you a very good structure that you can build your life around. For instance, I definitely believe in karma, the idea that what goes around, comes around. I wondered whether Bob was my reward for having done something good, somewhere in my troubled life. - Chapter 21”
James Bowen, A Street Cat Named Bob: How One Man and His Cat Found Hope on the Streets
“don’t know why, but people seem to be fascinated to learn how some members of society fall through the cracks. I think it’s partly that feeling that ‘there for the grace of God go I’, that it could happen to anyone. But I think it also makes people feel better about their own lives. It makes them think, ‘Well, I may think my life is bad, but it could be worse, I could be that poor sod.”
James Bowen, A Street Cat Named Bob: How One Man and His Cat Found Hope on the Streets
“Having Bob there gave me a chance to interact with people. They would ask about Bob and I would get a chance to explain my situation at the same time. They would ask where he came from and I’d then be able to explain how we got together and how we were making money to pay our rent, food, electricity and gas bills. People would give me more of a fair hearing. Psychologically, people also began to see me in a different light. Cats are notoriously picky about who they like. And if a cat doesn’t like its owner it will go and find another one. Cats do that all the time. They go and live with somebody else. Seeing me with my cat softened me in their eyes. It humanised me. Especially after I’d been so dehumanised. In some ways it was giving me back my identity. I had been a non-person; I was becoming a person again.”
James Bowen, A Street Cat Named Bob: And How He Saved My Life