Dori the bookstore cat
All booked up bookstore, The
Villages Fl
All
Booked Up is a bookstore with a large selection of new and used books. The store has friendly knowledgeable
staff, a large selection of new and used books, and a beautiful calico cat named
Dori.
When
I walked into the little bookstore a large calico cat was sprawled out on top
of the computer monitor. He had a
regal pose, like an Egyptian spynx, and established dominance over the
register.
Some
customers ignored the cat and some even thought he was a stuffed replica of
one. He did not have me fooled,
however, and I stroked his body hoping for good luck.
I
had remembered from my reading that Japanese sailors often carried calico cats
on board their vessels because they believed the cats would bring them
protection at sea. These cats were
also believed to bring good Luck to homes for anyone who had one.
As
the cat stretched out longer and longer, all four of his legs loosely dangled
over the monitor and she
kneaded the air with all of her four paws. She did not resemble a good luck charm you would want to
wear around your neck but I was still awed by his silent wisdom.
There
is a golf cart parking space in front of the bookstore for the shopping
center. During the day, there is a
steady flow of shoppers who park their carts in front of the bookstore. Atop the register and through the
window Dori is able to recognize which carts will bring treats and which
shoppers will bypass the bookstore and shop elsewhere in the shopping plaza. One of the few times during the day the
cat leaves her perch is to meet the customers who bring her treats and meets
them at the door. The rest of the
day she stays sprawled out atop the register.
Dori
has a serendipitous association with names and this would help me in the sale
of my newly published book.
When I asked Jodi if she would carry my newly published book “Calico Cats,” smiling and looking
lovingly at her cat sprawled out on top of the register she replied, “We have a
calico cat called Dori,”
The
woman standing next to me at the counter overheard my discussion with the
storeowner and interrupted,
“My
name is Dori too,” she said in a faint voice.
Bored
with the conversation the cat stretched longer and longer until it was ready to
fall, then it shrunk thinner and thinner to regain it’s dignity.
Jodi Foster, the owner of the store
continued.” People kept telling us
our books store needed a cat, so we went to the shelter and adopted Dori, She
is a perfect addition, and everybody loves her. She can usually be found sleeping on top of the computer.”
Well then, how did you get Dori? I asked
Shop
owner and daughter Madison did not come with a preconceived method of selecting
a cat that day at the Millennium Mall.
As they walked through the shelter passing cat cages, they finally came
to an open area where several cats were resting in various spaces. They were looking for a sign that would
direct them to the right cat.
Suddenly from high above, a perch a cat reached out and pawed at
daughter, Madison.
“Tell
us about that cat,” Jodi asked the shelter attendant as the cat continued to
reach out to them with her paws.
“Her
name is Madison” the attendant replied.
Would you like to H.0.l.d her?
Madison
the cat went home with Madison the daughter. Shortly afterwards the cats name was changed to Dori, as to
not confuse the household with two Madison’s.
The
day I returned for my book-singing visit to the shore, Dori was in her usual
place watching the check out of books.
While I set up my table for the book signing (without treats) the cat
slowly worked her way across the counter and sat down on top of my book-signing
desk.
“Very
appropriate,” a women standing in line with two of my books in hand said, as she
glanced over at the cat resting on my table pawing her way gently through my
bookmarks.
Dorie’s
favorite place that morning was not on the monitor but next to me helping with
the book signings She did
not leave my side until all the books were sold.
Very
shortly after I arrived I ran out of books and it was time to bid farewell to
my cat Friend - my good luck charm – because I ran out of books. When I left, I glanced back and
silently communicated my appreciation to him. The cat looked back at me with sad eyes and I knew I would
have to return very soon with an arm full of new books.