This was challenging because The story is Angela Carter's attempt at humour. It runs at a very different pace to the other two stories and is about a cynical view of life according to a cat - who, incidentally is in nearly every paragraph, so I felt a liberty at not including his picture.

The quote is:

I like the contrast of the two figures; the clean untouched lines of the first, and the smelly domineering feel of the second.

There were lots of images and thoughts which preceded this final image. Although I like it, in itself I am not 100% about it. I'm not sure if its because it doesn't flow with the other two - or it hasn't as much weight. I'm trying to work it out and bring it up to the level of the other two. I'm not sure.

... the pious trot to church ...