For although nepenthe has calmed me, I know always that I am an outsider; a stranger in this century and among those who are still men. This I have known ever since I stretched out my paw to the abomination within that great gilded frame; stretched out my paw and touched a cold and unyielding surface of polished glass.
Kitten's Adventures In Blunderland
Through the Looking-Glass and How Kitten Couldn't Get There
A Tale of Two Kitties
The Kitten Who Wasn't There
The Counterfeit Kitten
Strange Kitten In A Strange Land