ENGLAND UNDER EDWARD VII. A time of romance and leisure, grace and elegance. The cats of this enchanted era never imagined that it could all come to an end. How could they? They were cats.
Here in this pretty world, gallantry took its last bow . . .
Here was the last ever to be seen of knights and their ladies fair, of master and of servant . . .
Look for it only in coffee-table books, for it is no more than a dream remembered.
A civilization gone to the dogs.
Welcome to Downton Tabby
Here, the aristocrats of the animal kingdom dwell in stately splendor, sleeping, grooming, sleeping some more, and being fed by their downstairs cats, unaware that their way of life—providing work for others—is about to be swept away by the tides of history . . . and runaway cars.
The fur will fly.
This humorous parody provides essential information for preserving their Golden Age, including How to Keep a Secret at Downton Tabby, How to Argue with Lord Grimalkin About His Most Deeply Held Beliefs, and some Uninvited but Necessary Words from the Dowager.