She made her way down the cliff, and on to the beach. At the edge of the waves, she stopped, shaking her wet paws. She knew that somewhere ahead was her person, but far, far away. She miaowed plaintively; stood staring at the moving blur of uncrossable sea. She led the way to safety, out of the blazing hell of blitzed Coventry. People touched her for luck; feared her as an omen of disaster. Wherever she went, she changed lives...From her beginning to her end she never wavered. She was the Blitzcat.
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - 2wonderY - LibraryThing
Lord Gort does her bit in the war effort. As she travels about England, and then the Continent, searching for her person, she brings emotional and material benefits to all she stays with. Easing the ... Read full review
LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - sirfurboy - LibraryThing
Lord Gort is a cat. Separated from her person, she sets out to find him and in the process meets a number of different people on different situations. Against this backdrop we have a set of short ... Read full review