"— Mrkgnao!" Something strange is happening when a novel gives a cat a part in the dialogue, with her own quotation dashes, what appear to be her own emotions and intentions, and very realistic sounds. Without violating the principle of realistic representation that he took to be one of the sacred imperatives of fiction, Joyce broadens the scope of the novel from human society to a somewhat larger community of sentient beings.

John Hunt 2017


Bloom petting his cat, on The Cracked Looking Glass. Source: