Although the book, Oliver the Cat Who Saved Christmas: The Tale of a Little Cat with a Big Heart by Sheila Norton is a work of adult fiction, it nevertheless reads like a true story. This despite the fact that the narrator is the main feline character himself. Set in the English countryside, it's a heartwarming tale of an orange young cat who at the start of the volume leads the good life with his best friend George., who owns the village pub called The Forester's Arms.
One night after last call, a fire breaks out in the pub which destroys the establishment and turns Oliver's entire world upside down. During the mayhem and confusion of the conflagration, he is separated from George. Over the course of a few episodes, he has brushes with danger, is adopted by other humans more than once, considerably brightens the life of one reclusive girl he meets, and in the end..., well you better read it for yourself.
This story is told in Oliver's own voice displaying the feline perspective. All in all, Oliver is a very special cat who seems to bring happiness and good cheer wherever he goes, and to all he meets.
My husband and I are also proud owners of a cat named Oliver; Ollie for short. We found him seven or so years ago while taking a walk on a college campus near some tennis courts. Although we were never certain of this, it appeared as if he had been thrown from a car sometime ago. My husband spotted the little grey animal that at first sight looked like a dead baby possum. Upon closer inspection and the creature's sudden but slight head movement he realized that what he had in front of him was a very dirty, exhausted kitten , fighting to stay alive. After retrieving a cat carrier from home, we drove the kitten to the local cat hospital. There, the veterinarian told us that our foundling would probably not have survived another twenty-four hours if we hadn't gotten to him, since he was very dehydrated and hadn't had a meal in days.
While being treated at the vet's, he ate voraciously and drank lots of water. After close to two weeks, he was ready for a good new home. Since I visited him daily at the clinic, I grew very fond of this cat who just also happened to be a very determined talker. He seemed to want to tell me every detail of what terrible plight had befallen him and I fell in love with the little guy. After convincing my husband that our family was the only one for this kitten, we named him Ollie and he joined our other two cats and bunny.
Ollie is a very special cat; he enjoys gabbing with us every chance he gets and is a real sweetheart.
Happy holidays to all!