In cuneiform uniform Indo-European Ur-Cat walked on soft paws her chosen directions. She was Hebrew Chatul, adaptable to home or exile, where her Egyptian profile retrieved lost time. Kot was Russian before Russia. Her German whiles went well and Yiddish made a play of Katz. How she transformed into Gatto, turned up to curl up Chat, is lost in misseds of time. Hiberno-Anglo-Caledonian Cat sat on the mat, then serious ships took her colonising, stranger in strange lands. Two of her descendants nap in our precinct, quiet April and the black ball of energy, Obsidian, making up for lost time.