Djibi
By Felix Salten
3.5/5
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Djibi the cat is loveable, independent, resourceful, and wise. After escaping from the farm where she was born, this extraordinary kitty learns how to survive in the woods. Djibi travels far in the forest before encountering a hunter. Knowing she is something special, the hunter takes Djibi home. It is a warm and cozy place, home to Tasso the dog, Hansi the canary, and soon, three rambunctious kittens. Ever the curious cat, Djibi continues to get into scrapes and messes around the house, but she loves the hunter and her other animal companions, and rules their home like a queen in her castle.
Felix Salten’s timeless tale of a delightful cat and her extraordinary adventures is vividly depicted in this beautiful repackage.
Felix Salten
Felix Salten (1869–1945) was an Austrian author and critic in Vienna. His most famous work is Bambi.
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- Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5*spoilers!*I didn't particularly care for this book. It follows the life of a cat named Djibi, who leaves her first home after the boy gets cross with her after their bull dies. Djibi lives in the forest for awhile, catching mice and pheasants. Eventually she is taken in by a teacher and his wife, and she grows close to their dog, Tasso. Tasso is constantly saving Djibi from harm as she prowls around outside. The book touches on her pregnancies and births, but doesn't linger. Multiple tomcats woo her and take up residence inside the teacher's house for awhile, but none stay long. At the end the farmer kills Djibi for attacking his rabbits. This book deals with a lot of death, from the mice and birds that Djibi catches to the Angora cat named Mira who finally pushes Tasso too far, to the little puppy Wretchy who gets distemper and the tomcat who gets blood poisoning from a rat bite. Death is a part of life, but I feel that had I read this when I was younger I may have disliked this book for the number of deaths alone. The way that the humans in this book talk is a little stilted, a little strange. Every time the humans speak at length I am jolted out of the story by their strange speech. And they tend to go on and on, especially about God and the strange ways He does things.
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Djibi - Felix Salten
I.
SPLASH!
The young little kitten, thrown by a rough hand, flew into the water. She had barely opened her eyes, when an attempt was already made to deny life to her.
Three of the kittens had been drowned as soon as they were born. The remaining three were left with their mother, feeling cozy and warm, and enjoying her milk, until a brutal voice cried: Two are enough!
The young kitten heard this thundering voice, but, of course, she understood nothing.
She was grabbed and hurled into the pond.
Splash!
Her tender body felt the hard grip with a painful shock. The fall dazed her small brain, but contact with the water revived her sufficiently to experience all the horror and torment of the wet cold.
The little creature, yielding weakly, was now carried along by the waves. She was unconscious, and felt only the hostile, cold water. Dizziness clouded her confused senses, and she touched the shore several times without realizing it.
The small boy who fished the wretched creature out cried: A kitten!
Compassionately he laid the rescued kitten next to him on a warm, sunny stone.
Is the poor thing still alive?
The poor thing was alive. She breathed feebly, but she breathed.
Lying there exhausted, ill-treated, nearly dead, she was a touching sight.
The boy’s heart swelled with pity. For a long time he sat at the side of the miserable kitten and watched her in silence, and began to love her innocent grace with all the stormy intensity of a child’s heart.
At last she began to whimper softly. Very, very softly.
Her dark gray fur, with its black tiger stripes, was drying quickly in the sun, and the reviving warmth penetrated deeply into the kitten’s body. The tiny snout opened softly, and a faint, though now audible, plaintive sound emerged. It was a thin, pitiful wail, but the boy was pleased about it, almost happy. He picked the little thing up very carefully, pressed her to his heart, and carried her home.
The soft voice remained silent for a moment, but then complained no longer, but purred sweetly and melodiously.
I’ll tell you what,
said the mother to the boy. Take her to Lady in the stable. She has two puppies. Put the kitten to her breast. If she sucks, all will be well.
But Lady . . . will she let her?
The mother smiled. Don’t worry. Just try.
Lady, the big Alsatian, was puzzled when the kitten was brought to her. But two of her puppies had been taken away, and she accepted the newcomer willingly.
She immediately began to treat the stranger as her own offspring, licking the kitten’s fur with her warm tongue.
The latter felt quite at home, nestled in between the two puppies till she reached the motherly breast, and drank greedily, as though parched with thirst.
The boy stood proudly by. He had saved the little creature’s life.
The stable was plunged in semidarkness, and a pleasant, milky odor floated in the air.
Five cows stood there, stamping their feet, whipping their flanks with their tails to chase away the flies. The smacking sounds repeated themselves at irregular intervals. From time to time one or the other of the cows would emit a grunt, almost like a deep sigh.
Quite apart from the cows, separated from them by a special box, stood the bull. His hide was uniformly black and carefully brushed. A nose-ring kept his boundless strength under control. He had a white spot on his breast. His breath often blew like a loud snort.
Actually he was quite a mild bull; the farmer loved him and took him daily for a walk. Every day at the same time the farmer would come into the stable and the bull would follow him obediently on their usual walk.
The kitten grew and grew, unconcerned at the proximity of such mighty creatures.
On his way to the bull, the farmer, followed by the boy, who was his son, stopped at the dog basket.
There is an example of kind motherhood for you!
You’re thinking of the kitten, Father? Do you think she’ll turn out well?
How should I know? A cat is always a gamble. But I hope so. If the little thing is going to live, she must have a name.
A name, Father? I’ll think about it.
Think, my boy. Thinking never does any harm.
The farmer approached the bull, who greeted him with loud snorting and impatient stamping.
Come on, Peter, come now. The two of us are going on a ramble.
The farmer loosened the rope which fastened the nose-ring to the trough. The bull turned round immediately and marched out of the stable with a stilted step, while the farmer gently patted his back.
Deep affection stirred in the man’s heart.
The man and the bull walked along the village road like two comrades. The man chatted ceaselessly. The bull nodded his massive skull as though in approval and wagged his thick ears all the time.
After about an hour the farmer said: It’s time to go home, Peter.
The black giant obeyed without demur, quietly allowed himself to be tied back to his stable and submitted to the vigorous caresses and pattings which sent quivering jerks all along his body.
Days followed days. Weeks passed by. Everything remained peacefully the same: the milking of the cows, which was done by the farmer’s wife, the brushing and exercising of the bull.
The kitten was far in advance of her foster brothers. The two puppies were still toddling, plump and awkward, when she could already dance gracefully and vivaciously round her foster mother, jump in and out of the basket and explore all the corners of the stable. When the boy lifted and caressed her, she purred loudly. He whispered tenderly: Djibi, my Djibi . . .
But she wanted to be free, and wriggled until he put her down again.
Everyone was delighted with the little thing’s intelligence.
Her two foster brothers, however, showed her no great affection; they provoked her constantly, but when they became too rough, she knew how to use her sharp claws in a most painful manner.
Djibi was soon at home not only throughout the stable—and made sure that she always got her fair share of milk at milking time—but also found her way into the farmer’s living room and kitchen.
When she saw a piece of string dangling down from the table, after a parcel had been opened, she tried to catch it with her paws; she raised herself in the attempt, and chased it eagerly and gaily. The swinging movements of the string were a game to her, specially intended for her amusement—that was how she treated everything that lent itself to play.
The boy laughed, the mother laughed, the father smiled. Djibi’s dancing grace won her applause and affection.
The boy got out a top and spun it round.
Djibi was taken aback; for a time she looked on with her little head cocked to one side, but suddenly she jumped up and bravely hit out with her paw. The top lay vanquished and motionless. Djibi watched it anxiously, prowled round it and pawed it gently.
Every one of her gestures was charming, she was a source of gaiety and carefree jolliness.
She was extremely particular as regards cleanliness; she cleaned herself elaborately and at great length, and when she grew tired, she always chose the same spot in front of the stove. She slept there for several hours during the day and sometimes at night. Comfortably stretched out, she began to purr as soon as the boy came in to stroke her. He always liked it, and he thought how he had fished her out of the water, half dead, and how bright she was now. He was pleased with his rescue work and woke the kitten, who was never too tired to play.
In the stable she often felt lonely. Then she would hop fearlessly among the cows, who occasionally sniffed at her. Even the bull tolerated her, and snorted at her good-naturedly. Mostly she indulged in terrific fights with her foster brothers, only in fun, of course. Lady, the puppies’ mother, now walked about in the courtyard.
One day, Djibi had the opportunity of showing that she was useful as well as amusing.
She was sitting alone in the kitchen, blinking idly, when a poor mouse, suspecting no danger, ventured out of her hole to get a tidbit, and was suddenly confronted with her worst enemy.
Bad luck!
In her terror, utterly confused and panic-stricken, not knowing where to