All My Cats

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 oand torments of his life with them; how he became increasingly overwhelmed by the demands of the things he loved, even to the brink of madness.