Judith Kerr's stories of forgetful Mog and an intruding tiger have been captivating children for more than 40 years. Her new tale is a fantasy dedicated to her late husband.
Kerr...[has] a rather strange cat. Katinka could easily be mistaken for a white cushion as she lies curled up on a chair in the sun ... [S]he's no relation to Mog,' Kerr says, looking fondly at the ninth cat with which she has shared her life....
[Her new book, is for adults, not just children]...My Henry [2011] is as charming as her other works. Once again, it features fat, bewildered cats and a tiger who drinks from the teapot.... it's about an old lady who goes off on fantasy adventures with her dead husband. They hunt lions, ride dinosaurs and chat with the Sphinx...
Judith Kerr is a writer as interesting as the sphinx.
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