A gem of a book about the aggravations and joys of cats from a literary master In the autumn of 1965, flush with the unexpected success of his first published books, the Czech writer Bohumil Hrabal bought a weekend cottage in Kersko, about an hour's drive east of Prague From then until his death, he tended to a community of cats at his country home Over the years, his relationship to them grew more intense, becoming a measure of the pressures, both private and public, that affected his life as a novelist Written in 1983, this is his confessional chronicle of what happened It is the story of how a cat lover becomes increasingly overwhelmed by the demands of his life, and his cats, finding himself driven to the brink of madness by both the indulgent love and the resentment he feels Moving, shocking and honest, All My Cats invites us to grapple with the meaning of love and loss