All my cats (Penguin Books)

'One of the greatest European prose writers' Philip Roth In the autumn of 1965, Bohumil Hrabal bought a weekend cottage in the countryside east of Prague. There, until his death, he tended to an ever-growing, unruly community of cats.

This is his confessional, tender and shocking meditation on the joys and torments of his life with them; how he became increasingly overwhelmed żeby the demands of the things he loved, even to the brink of madness.

'Dark and strange...